Do not screw with a Barracuda.
Something new...
Sarahcuda
So this aint the end -
I saw you again today
I had to turn my eyes away
Smiled like the sun -
Kisses for real
And tales - they never fail!
I’m Biden, so low in the weeds
I bet you gonna ambush me
Youd have me down down down down on my knees
Now wouldnt you, Sarahcuda?
Back over time we were all
Living for free
You met the Obamassiah and me
No right no wrong, selling a song-
A name, whisper game.
If the fake thing dont do the trick
We better make up something quick
Yo gonna burn burn burn burn us to the wick
Ooooooh, Sarahcuda?
Sell me sell you the Obamassiah said
Dive down deep down to save my neck
You...I think we got the blues too.
All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made for the western pools - silly fools!
If the fake thing dont do the trick
Ya, we better make up something quick
You gonna burn burn burn burn us to the wick
Ooooooohhhh, Sarah Sarahcuda.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.
I remember seeing the arm of a woman from Florida who was at the boat docks and went in for a quick dip and was hit by a 5’ barracuda. Her arm was shredded. We need a picture of Mr.Biden in such a condition.