So, this ain't the end, I saw you again, today I had to turn my heart away Smiled like the sun, kisses for everyone And tales, it never fails You're lying so low into the weeds, I bet you gonna ambush me You'd have me down, down, down on my knees Now wouldn't you, barracuda? Oh Back over time we were all trying for free You, and the porpoise, and me No right, no wrong you're selling a song, a name Whisper game And if the real thing don't do the trick, You better make up something quick You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick Oh, barracuda, oh, yeah "Sell me, sell you" the porpoise said Dive down deep, down deep within you I think that you got the blues too All that night and all the next Swam without looking back Made for the western fools, silly, silly fools If the real thing don't do the trick, no You better make up something quick You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick Oh, barra-barra-cuda, yeah Ooh, hey