So this ain't the end, I saw you again today I had to turn my heart away Smile like the sun, kisses for everyone And tales, it never fails You're lying so low in the weeds I bet you're gonna ambush me You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees Now won't you, Barracuda Oh Back over time, we were all trying for free You met 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're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick Ooh, Barracuda Oh yeah "Sell me, sell you," the porpoise said Dive down deep now to save my head You, I think that you got the blues, too All that night and all the next Swam without looking back Made for the western pools Silly, silly fools If the real thing don't do the trick You better make up something quick You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick Oh, Bara-Bara-Bara-Barracuda Oh yeah Oh yeah