Paroles
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
Tales, it never fails
You're lying so low into the weeds
I bet you're gonna ambush me
You'd have me down, down, down, down, down on my knees
Now wouldn't you, barracuda?
Oh-oh
Back over time, when we were all trying for free
And you met the porpoise and me, uh-huh
No right, no wrong, you're selling a song, my name
My name with your whisper game
And if the real thing don't do the trick
You go and make up something quick
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
We're just made for the western fools, ah, you fools
Yeah
If the real thing don't do the trick, no
You gotta make up something quick
Gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Oh, barra-barra-barra-barra
Oh, barra, barracuda, yeah
Oh
Oh, yeah
