H.N. .
H.N.
So this ain't the end
I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
You smiled 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 wouldn't you, barracuda?
H.N. .
H.N.
Back over time when we were all
Trying for free
You met the porpoise and me
No right, no wrong
A name, whisper game
And if the real thing
Don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn it to the wick
Ooooh, barracuda!
Oooh, yeah!
Sell me sell you, the porpoise said
Dive down deep down, deeper than 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
Riff
The real thing don't do the trick, no?
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn it to the wick
Aaah, barra-barracuda! Yeah!