so this ain t the end i saw you again today i had to turn my heart away smiled like the sun kisses for real tales tales it never fails you lying so low in the weeds i bet you gonna ambush me you d have me down down down down on my knees now wouldn t you barracuda back over time we were all trying for free you met the porpoise and me no right no wrong 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 it to the wick ooh barracuda sell me sell you the porpoise said dive down deep down free my head you i think you got the blues too all that night and all the next swam without looking back made for the western pools silly silly fools and if the real thing don t do the trick you better make up something quick you re gonna burn burn burn burn burn it to the wick ahh barra barracuda