You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees, now wouldn't you?
Back over time we were all trying for free
"Sell me sell you," the porpoise said
I think that you got the blues too
You met the porpoise and me, aha
Made out for western pools, silly, silly fools
No right no wrong selling a song
You lying so low in the weeds
Smile like the sun, kisses for everyone
The real thing don't do the trick, no
You better make up something quick
A name whisper game
Oh, Barra Barracuda! Yeah
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
I bet you gonna ambush me
Dive down deep down save my head, you
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick
Swam without looking back
All that night and all the next
And tales it never fails
You better make up something quick
And if the real thing don't do the trick
Ooh, Barracuda! Oh yeah
Barracuda! Ohh
