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