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All that night it up against
Swearing at the Windex
Make up the western pools, senior city pools
All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made for the western pools, silly, silly fools
Back in the time
We were all goils
And cheese
You were let for a sneeze
Back over
Time when we were all
Trying for free
Met up with porpoise and me
Bulls**t, Barracuda
Wouldn't you, Barracuda?
I bet you're gonna eat roast beef.
I bet you gonna ambush me.
I think that you better ooze too.
You, I think you got the blues too.
I think that you got the booze, too.
I think that you got the blues, too.
If the real thing don't do the crypt
you better make it something stick.
If the real thing don't do the trick
you better make up something quick.
If the real thing don't do the trick
You better make 'em suck big d**k.
If the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick.
No right no wrong
Said in a song
And then, wisp again
No right no wrong
Selling a song -
A name whisper game.
Ohhhh, bare your coder!
Ohhhhh, Barracuda!
Ohhhh, smell a buddha.
Ohhhhh, Barracuda!
Ooooh, bear a coup d'oeil.
Ohhhhh, Barracuda!
Stanley tells you scrumple down
Dive down deep down pinker than you
I think that you want the news too
"Sell me, sell you" the porpoise said
Dive down deep to save my head
You, I think you got the blues too
The real thing don't come to Madrid
You better, make up something quick
And the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
Woodchuck, Barracuda
Wouldn't you, Barracuda?
You better make her suck that d***
You better make up something quick
You better make up something, pick!
You better make up something quick!
You'd have me down, down, down, down on me knees near a woodchuck, Barracuda!
You'd have me down, down, down, down on me knees, now wouldn't ya, Barracuda?
You're flying solo in the wheat
I bet you never had roast beef
You lying so low in the weeds
I bet you gonna ambush me
You're flying solo into the weeds
You're flying so low into the weeds
You're flying solo into the week
You're lying so low into the weeds