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Guns N' Roses
Guns N' Roses


Background information
Origin Los Angeles, California, USA
Genre(s) Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Years active 1985—present
Label(s) Geffen Records
UZI Suicide
Associated acts Velvet Revolver
Hollywood Rose
Neurotic Outsiders
Praxis
Road Crew
Slash's Snakepit
Website Website
Members
Axl Rose
Ron "Bumblefoot" Thal
DJ Ashba
Richard Fortus
Tommy Stinson
Dizzy Reed
Chris Pitman
Frank Ferrer



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Guns N' Roses Album


Use Your Illusion II (09/17/1991)
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"WHAT WE'VE GOT HERE IS FAILURE TO COMMUNICATE
SOME MEN YOU JUST CAN'T REACH... 
SO, YOU GET WHAT WE HAD HERE LAST WEEK, 
WHICH IS THE WAY HE WANTS IT! 
WELL, HE GETS IT! 
N' I DON'T LIKE IT ANY MORE THAN YOU MEN." * 

(whistle) 
Look at your young men fighting 
Look at your women crying 
Look at your young men dying 
The way they've always done before 

Look at the hate we're breeding 
Look at the fear we're feeding 
Look at the lives we're leading 
The way we've always done before 

My hands are tied 
The billions shift from side to side 
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride 
For the love of God and our human rights 
And all these things are swept aside 
By bloody hands time can't deny 
And are washed away by your genocide 
And history hides the lies of our civil wars 

D'you wear a black armband 
When they shot the man 
Who said "Peace could last forever" 
And in my first memories 
They shot Kennedy 
I went numb when I learned to see 
So I never fell for Vietnam 
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all 
That you can't trust freedom 
When it's not in your hands 
When everybody's fightin' 
For their promised land 

And 
I don't need your civil war 
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor 
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers 
In a human grocery store 
Ain't that fresh 
I don't need your civil war 
Ow, oh no, no, no, no, no 

Look at the shoes you're filling 
Look at the blood we're spilling 
Look at the world we're killing 
The way we've always done before 
Look in the doubt we've wallowed 
Look at the leaders we've followed 
Look at the lies we've swallowed 
And I don't want to hear no more 

My hands are tied 
For all I've seen has changed my mind 
But still the wars go on as the years go by 
With no love of God or human rights 
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside 
By bloody hands of the hypnotized 
Who carry the cross of homicide 
And history bears the scars of our civil wars 

"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND 
GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM 
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM AS POPULAR WAR ADVANTAGE 
PEACE IS CLOSER" ** 

I don't need your civil war 
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor 
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers 
In a human grocery store 
Ain't that fresh 
And I don't need your civil war 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
I don't need your civil war 
I don't need your civil war 
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers 
In a human grocery store 
Ain't that fresh 
I don't need your civil war 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no 
I don't need one more war 

I don't need one more war 
No, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no 
WHAZ SO CIVIL 'BOUT WAR ANYWAY? 
(whistle) 


* (Strother Martin from the film Cool Hand Luke)
** (Peruvian Guerilla General)

. . .



I try and feel the sunshine
You bring the rain 
You try and hold me down 
With your complains 
You cry and moan and complain 
You whine an tear 
Up to my neck in sorrow 
The touch you bring 
You just don't step inside to 
To 14 years 
So hard to keep my own head 
That's what I say 
You know... I've been the beggar… I've played the thief 
I was the dog... they all tried to beat 

But it's been 
14 years of silence 
It's been 
14 years of pain 
It's been 
14 years that are gone forever 
And I'll never have again 

Your stupid girlfriends tell you 
That I'm to blame 
Well they're all used-up has-beens 
Out of the game 
This time I'll have the last word 
You hear what I say 
I tried to see it your way 
It won't work today 
You just don't step inside to 
To 14 years 
So hard to keep my own head 
That's what I say 
You know... I've been the dealer… hangin' on your street 
I was the dog... they all tried to beat 

But it's been 
14 years of silence 
It's been 
14 years of pain 
It's been 
14 years that are gone forever 
And I'll never have again 

Bullshit and contemplation 
Gossip's their trade 
If they knew half the real truth 
What would they say 
Well I'm past the point of concern 
It's time to play 
These last 4 years of madness 
Sure put me straight 
Don't get back 14 years 
In just one day 
So hard to keep my own head 
Just go away 
You know... just like a hooker she said 
Nothin's for free 
Oh I tried to see it your way 
I tried to see it your way

. . .



Yesterday
There was so many things 
I was never told 
Now that I'm startin' to learn 
I feel I'm growing old 

'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me 
Old pictures that I'll always see 
Time to spin the pages 
In my book of memories 
Prayers in my pocket 
And no hand in destiny 
I'll keep on movin' along 
With no time to plant my feet 

'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me 
Old pictures that I'll always see 
Some things could be better 
If we'd all just let them be 

Ooh yesterday's got nothin' for me 
Yesterday's, Ooh got nothin' for me 
Got nothin' for me, yeah 

Yesterday 
There was so many things 
I was never shown 
Suddenly this time I found 
I'm on the streets and I'm all alone 

Yesterday's got nothin' for me 
Old pictures that I'll always see 
I ain't got time to reminisce old novelties 

Ooh yesterday's got nothin' for me 
Yesterday's, Ooh got nothin' for me 
Yesterday's got nothin' for me 
Yesterday 

Yesterday

. . .



Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore 
It's getting dark too dark to see 
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door 

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 

Mama put my guns in the ground 
I can't shoot them anymore 
That cold black cloud is comin' down 
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door 

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 

"YOU JUST BETTER START SNIFFIN' YOUR OWN RANK SUBJUGATION 
JACK 'CAUSE IT'S JUST YOU AGAINST YOUR TATTERED LIBIDO, THE 
BANK AND THE MORTICIAN, FOREVER MAN AND IT WOULDN'T BE 
LUCK IF YOU COULD GET OUT OF LIFE ALIVE" 

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door 
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

. . .



GUNS N' ROSES
GUNS N' ROSES 
GUNS N' ROSES 

Yeah! 
C'mon!! 
Why do you look at me when you hate me 
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you to 
I sense a smell of retribution in the air 
I don't even understand why the fuck you even care 
And I don't need your jealousy, yeah 
Why drag me down in your misery, oh yeah 
And when you stare don't you think I feel it 
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades 
When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it 
'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game - Oh no 
And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy - Yeah 
I'll be writin' down your obituary - HISTORY 

You got your bitches with the silicone injections 
Crystal meth and yeast infections 
Bleached blond hair 
Collagen lip projections 
Who are you to criticize my intentions 
Got your subtle manipulative devices 
Just like you I got my vices 
I got a thought that would be nice 
I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice - PAIN!! 

And that goes for all you punks in the press 
That want to start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said 
That means you 
Andy Secher at Hit Parader 
Circus Magazine 
Mick Wall at Kerrang 
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin, 
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more pussy than you? 
Fuck you 
Suck my fuckin' dick 
You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids 
While they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands 
They want to know about 
Printin' lies startin' controversy 
You wanta antagonize me 
Antagonize me motherfucker 
Get in the ring motherfucker 
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass 
PUNK!! 

I don't like you 
I just hate you 
I'm gonna kick your ass 
Oh yeah! 
Oh yeah! 

You may not like our integrity, yeah 
We built a world out of anarchy 
Oh yeah! 

AND IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 850 POUNDS - GUNS N' ROSES !! 

Get in the ring (x 16) 
Yeah 

Yeah this song is dedicated to all the Guns n' fuckin' Roses fans 
Who stuck with us through all the fucking shit 
And to all those opposed... 
Hmm... well

. . .



I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues 
I said I don't know what I did 
But I know I gotta move 
I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
I can't wait here forever 
I got too much here to lose 

An now you're blowin' smoke 
I think you're one big joke 
Me... I gotta lot to learn 
An I'm still waitin' for the heads to turn 
You say I walk a line 
Fuck they move it every time 
You walk a mile in my shoes 
And then you tell me 'bout singin' the blues 
You get what you pay for 
An freedom's real high priced 
An while your rippin' off children 
Somebody's fuckin' your wife 
It's never made a difference 
It's only how you survive 

I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
I said I don't know what I did 
But I know I gotta move 
I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
I can't wait here forever 
I got too much here to lose 
An now you ask me why 
I said it's do or die 
I'll stick it right in your face 
And then I'll put you in your motherfuckin' place 
And you... you can suck my ass 
An I think it's so low class 
Me... I'm just so concerned 
I'm still waitin' for your ass to burn 
Ooh you want a confrontation 
I'll give you every fuckin' chance 
With your verbal masturbation 
Me... I just like to dance 
How's that for provocation 
I'm just makin' a stance 
An I'm tired of the frustration 
Of livin' inside of your lies 
And I'm wired on indignation 
I said somebody's got to die 
Oooooh, yeah! 

I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
I said I don't know what I did 
But I know I gotta move 
I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
I can't stay here forever 
I got too much here to lose 
I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
Listen motherfucker 
You're about to pay your dues 
I got the shotgun blues 
Shotgun blues 
If you're goin' up against me 
Then you know you're gonna lose 
I know 
I know (there's ways - that we - can find) 
I know 
I know 

You think anyone with an I.Q. over 15 
Would believe your shit... fuckhead 
Nothin' but a fuckin' pussy

. . .



We all come in from the cold
We come down from the wire 
An everybody warms themselves to a different fire 
When sometimes we get burned 
You'd think sometime we'd learn 
The one you love is the one 
That should take you higher 
You ain't got no one 
You better go back out and find her 

Just like children hidin' in a closet 
Can't tell what's goin' on outside 
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track 
We'll get taken for a ride 
By a parlor trick or some words of wit 
A hidden hand up a sleeve 
To think the one you love could hurt you now 
Is a little hard to believe 
But everybody darlin' sometimes 
Bites the hand that feeds 

When I look around 
Everybody always brings me down 
Well is it them or me 
Well I just can't see 
But there ain't no peace to found 
But if someone really cared 
Well they'd take the time to spare 
A moment to try and understand 
Another one's despair 
Remember in this game we call life 
That no one said it's fair 

BREAKDOWN 
Let me hear it now 
BREAKDOWN 
let me hear it now 
Yeah 
BREAKDOWN 
Let me hear it now 
BREAKDOWN 
Let me hear it now 
Get down with yo' bad self 
Alright 

I've come to know the cold 
I think of it as home 
When there ain't enough of me 
To go around 
I'd rather be left alone 
But if I call you out of habit 
I'm out of love and I gotta have it 
Would you give it to me 
If I fit you needs 
Like when we both knew we had it 
But now the damage's done 
And we're back out on the run 
Funny how ev'rything was ROSES 
When we held on to the GUNS 
Just because you're winnin' 
Don't mean you're the lucky one 

BREAKDOWN 
Let me hear it now 
BREAKDOWN 
Yeah 
BREAKDOWN 
BREAKDOWN 
Let me hear it now 

"There goes the challenger being chased 
By the blue blue meanies on wheels 
The vicious traffic squad cars are 
After our lone driver 
The last American hero 
The-the electric sintar 
The demi-god 
The super driver of the golden west! 
Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind 
The beautiful lone driver 
The police cars are getting closer-closer... 
Closer to our soul hero in his soul mobile - Yeah baby! 
They about to strike 
They gonna get him, SMASH! RAPE! 
The last beautiful free soul on this planet 

But... it is writen if the Evil Spirit 
Arms the Tiger with claws 
Brahman provided wings for the Dove 
Thus spake the Super Guru 
DID YOU HEAR THAT?

. . .



THE PERILS OF ROCK N` ROLL DECADENCE

I know this chick she lives down on Melrose 
She ain't satisfied without some pain 
Friday night is goin' up inside her... again 
Well crack the whip 
'Cause that bitch is just insane 
I'm serious 

She's pretty tied up 
Hangin' upside down 
She's pretty tied up 
An you can ride her 
She's pretty tied up 
Hangin' upside down 
I can't tell you she's the right one 
Oh no, oh no, oh no 

Once there was this rock n' roll band rollin' on the streets 
Time went by and it became a joke 
We just needed more and more fulfilling - Uh-huh 
Time went by and it all went up in smoke 
But check it out 

She's pretty tied up 
Hangin' upside down 
She's pretty tied up 
An you can ride her 
She's pretty tied up 
Hangin' upside down 
Ohh I can't tell you she's the right one 
Oh no, oh no, oh no 

Once you made that money it costs more now 
It might cost a lot more than you'd think 
I just found a million dollars 
That someone forgot 
It's days like this that push me o'er the brinks 
Cool and stressing 
(pronounced: Kool ranch dres'ing) 

She's pretty tied up 
Hangin' upside down 
She's pretty tied up 
An you can ride her 
She's pretty tied up 
Hangin' upside down 
And I can't tell you she's the right one 
Oh she's the right one...

. . .



Gonna find a way to cure this loneliness
Yeah I'll find a way to cure the pain 
If I said that you're my friend 
And our love would never end 
How long before I had your trust again 
I opened up the doors when it was cold outside 
Hopin' that you'd find your own way in 
But how can I protect you 
Or try not to neglect you 
When you won't take the love I have to give 
I bought me an illusion 
An I put it on the wall 
I let it fill my head with dreams 
And I had to have them all 
But oh the taste is never so sweet 
As what you'd believe it is 
Well I guess it never is 
It's these prejudiced illusions 
That pump the blood 
To the heart of the biz 

You know I never thought that it could take so long 
You know I never knew how to be strong 
Yeah, I let you shape me 
But I feel as though you raped me 
'Cause you climbed inside my world 
And in my songs 
So now I've closed the door 
To keep the cold outside 
Seems somehow I've found the will to live 
But how can I forget you 
Or try not to reject you 
When we both know it takes time to forgive 

Sweetness is a virtue 
And you lost your virtue long ago 
You know I'd like to hurt you 
But my conscience always tells me no 
You could sell your body on the street 
To anyone who looks like me 
Who'd love to try and get inside 
And bust your innocence open wide 

'Cause my baby's got a locomotive 
My baby's gone off the track 
My baby's got a locomotive 
Got ta peel the bitch off my back 
I know it looks like I'm insane 
Take a closer look I'm not to blame 
No! 

Gonna have some fun with my frustration 
Gonna watch the big screen in my head 
I'd rather take a detour 
'Cause this road ain't gettin' clearer 
Your train of thought has cut me off again 
Better tame that boy 'cause he's a wild one 
Better tame that boy for he's a man 
Sweetheart don't make me laugh 
You's gettin' too big for your pants 
And I's think maybe you should 
Cut out while you can 
You can use you illusion 
Let it take you where it may 
We live and learn 
And then sometimes it's best to walk away 
Me I'm just here hangin' on 
It's my only place to stay at least 
For now anyway 
I've worked too hard for my illusions 
Just to throw them all away 

I'm taking time for quiet consolation 
In passing by this love that's passed away 
I know it's never easy 
So why should you believe me 
When I've always got so many things to say 
Calling off the dogs a simple choice is made 
'Cause playful hearts 
Can sometimes be enraged 
You know I tried to wake you 
I mean how long could it take you 
To open up your eyes and turn the page 

Kindness is a treasure 
And it's one towards me you've seldom shown 
So I'll say it for good measure 
To all the ones like you I've known 
Ya know I'd like to shave your head 
And all my friends could paint it red 
'Cause love to me's a two way street 
An all I really want is peace 

But my baby's got a locomotive 
My baby's gone off the track 
My baby's got a locomotive 
Got ta peel the bitch off my back 
I know it looks like I'm insane 
Take a closer look I'm not to blame 
No! 

Affection is a blessing 
Can you find it in your sordid heart 
I tried to keep this thing ta-gether 
But the tremor tore my pad apart 
Yeah I know it's hard to face 
When all we've worked for's gone to waste 
But you're such a stupid woman 
And I'm such a stupid man 
But love like time's got its own plans 

'Cause my baby's got a locomotive 
My baby's gone off the track 
My baby's got a locomotive 
Got ta peel the bitch off my back 
I know it looks like I'm insane 
Take a closer look I'm not to blame 
Yeah 
If love is blind I guess 
I'll buy myself a cane 

LOVE'S SO STRANGE…

. . .



How could she look so fine
How could it be she might be mine 
How could she be so cool 
I've been taken for a fool 
So many times - Yeah 
It's a story of a man 
Who works as hard as he can 
Just to be a man who stands on his own 
But the book always burns 
As the story takes it turn 
An leaves a broken man 
How could she be so cool 
How could she be so fine 
I owe a favor to a friend 
My friends they always come through for me - Yeah 
It's a story of a man 
Who works as hard as he can 
Just to be a man who stands on his own 
But the book always burns 
As the story takes it turn 
An leaves a broken man 
If you could only live my life 
You could see the difference you make to me - To me 
I'd look right up at night 
And all I'd see was darkness 
Now I see the stars alright 
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you 
When the lights went down in your house 
Yeah that made me happy 
The sweat I make for you 
Yeah... I think you know where that comes from 

Yeah 
Well I'd look right up at night 
And all I'd see was darkness 
Now I see the stars alright 
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you 
When the lights went down in your house 
Yeah that made me happy 
The sweat I make for you 
I think you know where that comes from 

How could she look so good (So good) 
How could she be so fine 
How could she be so cool 
How could it be she might be mine 
Yeah

. . .



When you're talkin to yourself
And nobody's home 
You can fool yourself 
You came in this world alone 
(Alone) 

So nobody ever told you baby 
How it was gonna be 
So what'll happen to you baby 
Guess we'll have to wait and see 
ONE, TWO 

Old at heart but I'm only 28 
And I'm much too young 
To let love break my heart 
Young at heart but it's getting much too late 
To find ourselves so far apart 

I don't know how you're s'posed to find me lately 
An what more could you ask from me 
How could you say that I never needed you 
When you took everything 
Said you took everything from me 

Young at heart an it gets so hard to wait 
When no one I know can seem to help me now 
Old at heart but I musn't hesitate 
If I'm to find my own way out 

Still talkin' to myself 
And nobody's home 
(Alone) 

So nobody ever told us baby 
How it was gonna be 
So what'll happen to us baby 
Guess we'll have to wait and see 

When I find out all the reasons 
Maybe I'll find another way 
Find another day 
With all the changing seasons of my life 
Maybe I'll get it right next time 
An now that you've been broken down 
Got your head out of the clouds 
You're back down on the ground 
And you don't talk so loud 
An you don't walk so proud 
Any more, and what for 

Well I jumped into the river 
Too many times to make it home 
I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone 
If it doesn't show give it time 
To read between the lines 
'Cause I see the storm getting closer 
And the waves they get so high 
Seems everything we've ever known's here 
Why must it drift away and die 

I'll never find anyone to replace you 
Guess I'll have to make it thru, this time - Oh this time 
Without you 

I knew the storm was getting closer 
And all my friends said I was high 
But everything we've ever known's here 
I never wanted it to die

. . .



I'm a cold heartbreaker
Fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two 
An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed 
I'll be out the door before ya wake 
It's nuthin' new ta you 
'Cause I think we've seen that movie too 

'Cause you could be mine 
But you're way out of line 
With your bitch slap rappin' 
And your cocaine tongue 
You get nuthin' done 
I said you could be mine 

Now holidays come and then they go 
It's nothin' new today 
Collect another memory 
When I come home late at night 
Don't ask me where I've been 
Just count your stars 
I'm home again 

'Cause you could be mine 
But you're way out of line 
With your bitch slap rappin' 
And your cocaine tongue 
You get nuthin' done 
I said you could be mine, yeah 
You could be mine 
You could be mine 
You could be mine 
You could be mine 
You could be mine, mine, mine, mine 

You've gone sketchin' too many times 
Why don't ya give it a rest 
Why 
Must you find 
Another reason to cry 

While you're breakin' down my back n' 
I been rackin' out my brain 
It don't matter how we make it 
'Cause it always ends the same 
You can push it for more mileage 
But your flaps r' wearin' thin 
And I could sleep on it 'til mornin' 
But this nightmare never ends 
Don't forget to call my lawyers 
With ridiculous demands 
An you can take the pity so far 
But it's more than I can stand 
'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older 
Tell me how long has it been 
'Cause 5 years is forever 
An you haven't grown up yet 

You could be mine 
But you're way out of line 
With your bitch slap rappin' 
And your cocaine tongue 
You get nuthin' done 
I said you could be mine 
You should be 
You could be mine 
Oh, You could be mine 
You could be mine 
Oh, You could be mine 
You could be mine 
Oh, You could be mine 
You could be mine 
Oh, You could be mine 
You could be mine 
Yeah!

. . .



If we could see tomorrow
What of your plans 
No one can live in sorrow 
Ask all your friends 
Times that you took in stride 
They're back in demand 
I was the one who's washing 
Blood off your hands 

Don't you cry tonight 
I still love you baby 
Don't you cry tonight 
Don't you cry tonight 
There's a heaven above you baby 
And don't you cry tonight 

I know the things you wanted 
They're not what you have 
With all the people talkin' 
It's drivin' you mad 
If I was standin' by you 
How would you feel 
Knowing your love's decided 
And all love is real 

Ooh Baby 
An don't you cry tonight 
Don't you cry tonight 
Don't you cry tonight 
There's a heaven above you baby 
And don't you cry tonight 

I thought I could live in your world 
As years all went by 
With all the voices I've heard 
Something has died 
And when you're in need of someone 
My heart won't deny you 
So many seem so lonely 
With no one left to cry to baby 

An don't you cry tonight 
An don't you cry tonight 
An don't you cry tonight 
There's a heaven above you baby 
And don't you cry 
Don't you ever cry 
Don't you cry tonight 
Baby maybe someday 
Don't you cry 
Don't you ever cry 
Don't you cry 
Tonight

. . .



You wan'da step into my world
It's a sociopsychotic state of bliss 
You've been delayed in the real world 
How many times have you hit and missed? 
You cat-scan shows disfiguration 
I wanna laugh myself to death 
With a misfired synapse with a bent configuration 
I'll hold the line while you gasp for breath 
You wanna talk to me 
So talk to me 
You wanna talk to me (7 times) 
You can't talk to me 
You don't understand your sex 
You ain't been mindfucked yet 
Let's do it (3 times) 
Oh my distorted smile 

Guess what I'm doing now

. . .


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