Barracuda (Live)

So this ain't the end, I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
You smile like the sun, kisses for everyone
And tales, it never fails

You lyin' 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 tryin' for free
You met the porpoise and me, oh
No right, no wrong selling a song
My name, my name with your whisper game

And if the real thing don't do the trick
You gonna make up something clear
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick
Oh, barracuda
Oh

"Sell me, sell you" the porpoise said
"Dive down deep, now, save my head"
You
I think that you got the blues, too

All that night and all the next
Swam without lookin' back
Were just made for the western pools
Silly, silly fools

The real thing don't do the trick
You gonna make up something quick
Now burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
I know you, I know you



Credits
Writer(s): Roger Douglas Fisher, Michael Joseph Derosier, Nancy Lamoureaux Wilson, Ann Wilson Dustin
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