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 lying so low into the weeds
|
I bet you gonna ambush me
|
You have me down, down, down to my knees
|
Wouldn't you, barracuda?
|
|
Back over time when we were all trying for free
|
You met the porpoise and me
|
No right, no wrong, you're selling a song, 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 to the wick
|
Aren't you, barracuda?
|
|
"Sell me sell you" the porpoise said
|
Dive down deep to save 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
|
|
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
|
|
Barracuda
|
|
-----------------
|
Barracuda
|
| Lea Michele |
