1975-79 Totally British: 70s Rock 'n' Roll

APPLAUSE

GUITAR RIFF

# You walk right in

# Don't see nobody turn around

# Got no connections You're just a face in any crowd

# Something lets you know the good times is comin'

# Just wait until your time is right

# Keep it out of sight

# You keep it out of sight

# You burn up, man, the place is gettin' hot

# Yeah!

# Just can't lose, baby

# With all the stuffin' that you got

# And all the people understand you got a reputation

# You don't want to argue, fuss and fight - keep it out of sight

# Yeah - you keep it out of sight... #

This is The Big Figure on the drums.

Yes, baby.

INSTRUMENTAL SECTION

Yeah! Get it! Get it now!

Get it! Get it now, baby!

# You got enough

# You got a new thing on your mind

# Don't have nobody

# You've got to leave the scene behind

# You put your foot down on the floor

# You don't know where you're goin'

# But your headlights are burnin' up the night

# Keep it out of sight

# You keep it out of sight, baby

# You keep it out of sight

# Yeah, yeah, you keep it out of sight. #

# I got a telegram from the studio man

# And I'm bound out the door

# Suitcase on the rack, driver shootin' smack

# Backseat lover gettin' high

# Sit down in my seat, a natural lightning bolt

# Play my guitar for a dollar a minute

# It's tough being a rock & roll star

# I'm goin' coast to coast

# A guitar-playin' ghost

# I'm goin' coast to coast

# With the one I love the most

# My old guitar... #

GUITAR SOLO

# We're going coast to coast

# I'm a guitar-pickin' ghost

# We're going coast to coast

# With the one I love the most

# My old guitar!

# I listened to this high road greaser

# Dreamin' that his dreams come true

# I got a beat-up car, broken-down guitar

# Worn-out pair of shoes

# Take the railway onto the line

# Cos I know how it goes

# A big old riff for a lick or two

# Gonna ride it good

# I'm goin' coast to coast

# A guitar-pickin' ghost

# I'm goin' coast to coast

# With the one I love the most

# My old guitar... #

GUITAR SOLO

# I'm goin' coast to coast

# I'm a guitar-pickin' ghost

# I'm goin' coast to coast

# With the one I love most

# My old guitar. #

# You might think I'm just a plum

# That you picked up off the street

# If you really want it

# Jump into my seat

# If you're thinkin' the song I sing

# Is nothin' but a front

# Only goes to show, my friend

# You're a silly fool

# I'm a man

# Oh, don't tell me what I am

# I know I work all night and sleep all day

# If I don't deliver then I don't get paid... #

HARMONICA SOLO

# I'm a man

# Though I work all night and sleep all day

# If I don't deliver then I don't get paid

# I don't want nobody here

# Takin' no offence

# I'm just hopin' that what I'm tryin' to say

# Is makin' sense

# If there's anybody here

# Left in any doubt

# Get out on the road, my friend

# Stomp right out!

# I'm a man

# Ooh!

# I'll tell you what I am

# Hey!

# Though I work all night and sleep all day

# If I don't deliver then I don't get paid

# If I don't deliver I don't get paid

# If you don't wear linen, you don't get laid

# I know I work all night, get to sleep all day

# If I don't deliver, I don't get paid

# I'm just like anybody

# Work hard! #

# I'm gonna meet you

# On that mornin'

# I'm gonna find you

# With no warning

# But I won't bring you flowers 'less I find some by the road

# And cut glass, you don't make it, you already got the gold

# You gotta go

# You gotta go

# I'm gonna miss you

# Till I'm eatin'

# I'm gonna love you

# While I'm cheatin'

# Oh, woman, oh, woman, what creature you be

# The only one livin' that means that to me

# That to me

# That to me

VOILIN SOLO

# I'm gonna greet you

# On that dawnin'

# I'm gonna love you

# With no warnin'

# Yeah, but I won't bring you flowers 'less I find some by the road

# And cut glass, it don't make it, you already got the gold

# You got the gold

# You got the gold... #

VIOLIN SOLO

# Little does she know

# That I know that she knows

# That I know she's two-timing me

# Little does she know that I know that she knows

# That I know she's cheating on me

# I was outside the one-stop

# When I saw her in the corner

# And I didn't like what I see

# Little does she know that I know that she knows

# That I know she's two-timing me

# She was sharing her spin-dry

# With a guy in a tie-dye

# When she saw my reflection in the chrome

# I knew that she'd seen me

# Cos she dropped her bikini

# The one that I got her in Rome

# Little does she know

# That I know that she knows

# That I know she's two-timing me

# Little does she know that I know

# That she knows that I know

# She's cheatin' on me

# When she finished her laundry

# She was all in a quandary

# And made for the street like a hare

# Her escape was so urgent

# She forgot her detergent

# And dropped all her clean underwear... #

INSTRUMENTAL

# Little does she know

# That I know that she knows

# That I know she's two-timing me

# Little does she know that I know that she knows

# That I know she's cheating on me... #

# I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin'

# My sister's Cadillac was rollin' down the break of wind

# Doin' 120 miles, man it was spinnin' over

# Headin' back for the mountains knowin' that she was burnin'

# All our fires were blazin' and the spinnin' wheels were turnin'

# Had my girl beside me cos brother she was burnin', burnin'

# Up walked a Baptist preachin' southern funky school teacher

# Got a line on somethin' but we knew we couldn't reach her

# We told her that we needed somethin' that would get us goin'

# She pulled out all she had and put it on the counter showin'

# All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up

# The cops came dustin' in and then we lit out in our pickup truck - go!

# Get out of Denver, baby, go

# Get out of Denver, baby, go

# Get out of Denver, baby, go

# Get out of Denver cos you look just like a commie

# And you might just be a member, baby

# Get out of Denver, baby, get out of Denver

# Well red lights were flashin' and the sirens were a-screamin'

# We had to pinch each other just to see if we were dreamin'

# Need your lovin' just to keep us just for half an hour

# Than it started drizzlin' and it turned into a thunder shower... #

GUITAR SOLO

# The rain kept drivin' but the Caddy kept on burnin' rubber

# We kept on drivin' till we ran into some foggy weather

# Couldn't see a thing but somehow we just kept on goin'

# We kept on drivin' all night long until the mornin'

# To only finally see the picture we was starin' at

# We were bein' followed by a state policeman trooper cat

# Go - get out of Denver, baby, go

# Get out of Denver, baby, go!

# Get out of Denver, baby, go!

# Get out of Denver cos you look just like a commie

# And you might just be a member

# Better get out of Denver, baby

# Go - get out of Denver, baby

# Get out of Denver, baby, go, go, go

# Go, go, go, go!

# Get out of Denver

# Cos you look just like a commie and you'll likely be a member, baby

# Get out of Denver, baby, get out of Denver, baby

# Get out of Denver, baby. #

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Heat treatment while the flame is burnin'

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Heat treatment, while the world is turnin' around

# Round, around

# Round, around, yeah

# Now, when the sun fades out and the street lights rise

# News makes print and a baby cries

# That's when you might find me waiting on a day

# A-ha, baby, I'm wastin' away

# Now give me heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Give me heat treatment while the flame is burnin'

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Heat treatment while the world is turnin' around

# Round and round, round and round, yeah

# Out in the jungle, there's a war goin' down

# You wind up eatin' all the friends you've found

# But you know and I know and it's understood

# Let's get out while the getting's good

# Give me heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Give me heat treatment while the flame is burnin'

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Give me heat treatment while the world is turnin'

# I tried to eat but I could not swallow

# Mouth got dry and my tongue got hollow

# When you call me, you know I follow!

# In your love, baby, I wanna wallow, yeah

# Oh, yeah

# Oh, yeah

# Yeah, yeah... #

HARMONICA SOLO

GUITAR RIFF

-# Heat

-I wanna burn, baby

-# Heat

-I wanna burn, baby

-# Heat

-I wanna burn, baby

-# Heat

-I wanna burn, baby

-# Heat

-I wanna burn, baby

-# Heat

-I wanna burn, baby

# Heat

# I wanna burn while the flame is burnin'

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Heat treatment while the flame is burning

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Heat treatment while the world is turnin' around

# Round and round

# Round and round

# Yeah!

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment

# Heat treatment while the flame is burning

# Heat treatment, baby, sweet treatment, baby

# Heat treatment while the world is turning around

# Round and round

# Round and round

# Yeah!

# Round, round, round

# Round, round, round

# Round, round, round. #

# At night in Manhattan

# Hard drivin' rain

# From the water, from the tugboat whistle

# It's cryin' out in vain

# Sweet Sally, she stumbles

# She's not a care

# Her hot-dog truck has been rode away

# The nighthawks say you better beware

# Ah, the young lords, they will

# The young lords, they do

# Right now they'll get

# They'll get through to you

# Sweet Sally's still stumblin'

# But she's not alone

# Lightning's flashing and the thunder's rumbling

# There's a senator mumbling into the phone

# He's gonna get his tonight

# Ooh, there's terror in his bones

# When the nighthawks speak, girl, they speak right

# He was down in the docks but there's nobody at home

# Ah, the young lords, they will

# The young lords, they do

# Right now they'll get

# They'll get through to you

# I don't care about the young lords

# They mean nothin' on me

# Even though they think they're the meanest

# People in the galaxy, I don't care... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Sweet Sally's still stumbling

# And still nobody cares

# The lightning's flashing and the thunder's rumbling

# But like the nighthawks, they, if they get you, don't care

# Ah, the young lords, they will

# The young lords, they do

# Right now they'll get

# They'll get through to you

# The young lords, they will

# The young lords, they do

# Right now they can

# They'll get through to you

# And you, and you, and you. #

# Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop

# Back under the counter was the cream of the crop

# Everything was clicking and the business was good

# Till one day, lo, behold, an officer stood

# Johnny jumped the counter but he stumbled and fell

# Tulane made it up, Johnny fell and he yelled,

# Go, head on, Tulane, he can't getcha

# Would you go, Tulane

# He ain't man enough for you

# Go, Tulane, use all the speed you got

# Go, Tulane, you know you need a lot

# Go, Tulane, he laggin' behind

# Go, head on, Tulane, go, head on

# Go by your father's house and tell him business is slow

# See if he will loan you something, soon you'll get the dough

# Put the cat out in the hall and rumple up the room

# Go by Dr Keller, say you swallowed some perfume

# Tell him you need it quick so you don't have to testify

# You'll be sick all day and that's the perfect alibi

# Go, head on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you

# Go, Tulane, he ain't man enough for you

# Go, Tulane, use all the speed you've got

# Go, Tulane, you know you need a lot

# Go, Tulane, he laggin' behind

# Go, head on, Tulane, go, head on... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Go, let Danny drive in case you run into the man

# Go by the shop and get the stuff and hide it in the van

# Go back to your father's, get the money for the bail

# Bring it down and bail me out this rotten, funky jail

# We gotta get a lawyer in the click of politics

# Somebody who can win this thing or get this thing fixed

# Go, head on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you

# Go, Tulane, he ain't man enough for you

# Go, Tulane, use all the speed you got

# Go, Tulane, you know you need a lot

# Go, Tulane, he laggin' behind

# Go, head on, Tulane, go head, on

# Go, head on, Tulane Oooh

# Go, Tulane Oooh

# Go, Tulane Oooh

# Go, Tulane Oooh

# Go, Tulane, he laggin' behind

# Go, head on, Tulane, go, head on.... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Tulane, yeah, Tulane... #

# I ride the railroad

# Move along in search of jobs

# Two months pickin' peaches

# Four months on a log

# My daddy left for the golden west

# Leavin' me just one way

# And if the good Lord lets our paths cross

# I'll kill that dog one day

# Goods yard, boxcar

# Waitin' till she slows down

# We'll be checkin' in a ten-day thirst

# This could be the town, baby

# This could be the town, yeah

# I'm real well-known in the jungle

# I'm up in no man's bunk

# Carved my name on the water tank

# Made my bed, mumbo, jumbo

# And once again, I hit that city, Lord

# Find me a piece of tail

# God preserve the memory

# When I'm out there on that trail

# Goods yard, boxcar

# Wait till she slows down

# We'll be checkin' in a ten-day thirst

# This could be the town, baby

# Lord, this could be the town, yeah... #

See him go.

GUITAR SOLO

# Goods yard, boxcar

-# Wait till she slows down

-Wait till she slows

# We'll be checkin' in a ten-day thirst

# This could be the town, baby

# This could be the town, yeah.

# This could be the town. #

# Well, the bride looked a picture in the gown that her mama wore

# When she was married herself nearly 27 years before

# They had to change the style just a little but it looked just fine

# Stayed up all night but they got it finished just in time

# Now on the arm of her daddy she's walkin' down the aisle

# I see her catchin' my eye and givin' me a secret smile

# Maybe it's too old-fashioned but we were once close friends

# Oh, but the way that she looks today she never could have then

# Cos I can see her now in her tight blue jeans

# Pumpin' all her money in the record machine

# Spinnin' like a top, you should have seen her go

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# Now her proud daddy only want to give his little girl the best

# So he put down a grand on a cosy little lovers' nest

# You could have called the reception an unqualified success

# At a posh hotel for 150 guests

# Take a look at the bridegroom smilin' pleased as pie

# Shakin' hands all around with a glassy look in his eye

# He got a real good job and his shirt and tie is nice

# But I remember a time she'd have never even looked at him twice

# Cos I can see her now out drinkin' with the boys

# Breakin' their hearts like they were toys

# She used to do the pony, she used to do the stroll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Cos I can see her now with her headphones on

# Jumpin' up and down to her favourite song

# I still remember when she used to want to make a lot of noise

# Hoppin' and boppin' with the street-corner boys

# She used to wanna party, she used to wanna go

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll

# I knew the bride when she used to rock & roll. #

# Oh, I used to be disgusted

# Now I try to be amused

# But since their wings have got rusted

# You know the angels wanna wear my red shoes

# But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain

# That's when I knew that I could not refuse

# And I won't get any older now the angels wanna wear my red shoes

# I was watchin' while you're dancin' away

# Our love got fractured in the echo and sway

# How come everybody wants to be your friend?

# You know that it still hurts me just to say it

# Oh, I know that she's disgusted

# Oh, why's that?

# Cos she's feeling so abused

# Oh, that's too bad

# She gets tired of the love

# Oh, I'm so sad

# But it's so hard to refuse

# How can you say that I'm too old

# When the angels have stolen my red shoes?

# I said, "I'm so happy, I could die"

# She said, "Drop dead," then left with another guy

# That's what you get if you go chasin' after vengeance

# Since you got me punctured this has been my sentence

# Oh, I used to be disgusted

# Now I try to be amused

# Since their wings have got rusted

# You know the angels wanna wear my red shoes

# But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain

# That's when I knew that I could not refuse

# I won't get any older now

# The angels wanna wear my red shoes

# No, I won't get any older now

# The angels wanna wear my red shoes

# Red shoes - angels wanna wear my red shoes

-# Red shoes

-The angels wanna wear my red shoes

# Red shoes

# The angels wanna wear my red shoes... #

# So you want to believe everything that you read

# And you're thinkin' you're makin' the grade

# Just when you're gettin' it made

# You're still in love with her

# She'd love you to kiss her, hopin' you'll miss her

# By takin' your mind off the road

# Just when you're ready to go

# You turn your back on her

# You're fixin' your mind on the road ahead

# At last you're gonna be free

# You love her, you kiss her, be glad that you miss her

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away... #

GUITAR RIFF

# So you turn on a smile cos you think it's the big time

# Because you're supporting the star

# Nobody knows who you are, don't even know your name

# At last they accept you, they kiss and caress you

# And ask you to reach for the sky

# And just when you're ready to die

# They turn their back on you

# So they book you in hell, in Survival Hotel

# Where they wish you would die of the cold

# They know you belong to a travelling show

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away... #

GUITAR RIFF

# So you wanna believe everything that you read

# And you think that you're makin' the grade

# Just when you're gettin' it made

# You're still in love with her

# She'll ask you to kiss her, hopin' you'll miss her

# By takin' your mind off the road

# Just when you're ready to go

# You turn your back on her

# You're fixin' your mind on the road ahead

# At last you're gonna be free

# You love her, you kiss her, be glad that you miss her

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away

# Dancing the night away... #

GUITAR RIFF

# Get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park

# But meantime

# South of the river you stop and you hold everything

# The band is blowin' Dixie, double-four time

# Feel all right when you hear their music ring

# Well, now, you step inside but you don't see too many faces

# Comin' in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down

# Competition in other places

# Got the horns blowin' that sound

# Way on down south

# Way on down south, London town

# Check out guitar George

# He knows all the chords

# His mind is strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing

# Sayin' an old guitar is all he can afford

# When he gets up under the lights to play that thing

# And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene

# He's got a day-time job, he's doin' all right

# He can play the honky-tonk like anything

# Savin' it up for Friday night

# With the Sultans

# With the Sultans Of Swing... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Then the man, he steps right up to the microphone

# Says at last, just as the time bell rings

# "Good night, now it's time to go home."

# But he makes it fast, one more thing

# "We are the Sultans

# "We are the Sultans Of Swing..." #

GUITAR SOLO

# Oh, I can't take another heartache

# Though you say you're my friend

# I'm at my wits' end

# You say your love is bona fide

# But that don't coincide

# With the things that you do

# And when I ask you to be nice

# You say

# You gotta be cruel to be kind

# In the right measure

# Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign

# Cruel to be kind means that I love you

# Baby

# You got to be cruel

# You got to be cruel to be kind

# Well, I do my best to understand, dear

# But you still mystify and I wanna know why

# I pick myself up off the ground

# To have you knock me back down

# Again and again

# And when I ask you

# To explain, you say

# You got to be cruel to be kind

# In the right measure

# Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign

# Cruel to be kind means that I love you

# Baby

# You got to be cruel

# You got to be cruel to be kind

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Well, I do my best to understand, dear

# But you still mystify and I wanna know why

# I pick myself up off the ground

# To have you knock me back down

# Again and again

# And when I ask you to explain

# You say

# You got to be cruel to be kind in the right measure

# Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign

# Cruel to be kind means that I love you

# Baby

# You got to be cruel

# You got to be cruel to be kind

# Oh, in the right measure

-# Cruel to be kind

-It's a very, very, very good sign

-# Cruel to be kind

-It means that I love you

# Baby

# You got to be cruel

# You got to be cruel to be kind

# Oh, in the right measure

# Cruel to be kind

# Yes, it's a very, very, very good sign

-# Cruel to be kind

-It means that I love you

# Baby

# You got to be cruel

# You got to be cruel to be kind

# Oh, in the right measure... #

# ...For you to stop all of your sobbing

# Yes, it's time for you to stop all of your sobbing, oh, oh, oh

# There's one thing you gotta do

# To make me still want you

# Got to stop sobbing now, oh

# Yeah, yeah, stop, stop

# Stop, stop

# It is time for you to laugh instead of crying

# Yes, it's time for you to laugh

# So keep on trying

# Woh-oh-oh

# There's one thing you gotta do

# To make me still want you

# Gotta stop sobbing now, oh

# Yeah, yeah

# Stop it, stop, stop it, stop

# Each little tear

# That falls from your eye

# Makes, makes-a me want

# To take you in my arms

# And tell you to stop all your sobbing...

# Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

# Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

# Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

# There's one thing you gotta do

# To make me still want you

# And there's one thing you gotta know

# To make me want you so

# Gotta stop sobbing now, oh

# Yeah, yeah

# Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it

# Gotta stop sobbing now, oh

# Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it

# Gotta stop sobbing now, oh

# Stop, stop

# Gotta stop sobbing now, oh

# Stop it, stop it

# Stop, stop it

# Stop, stop sobbing

# Stop it, stop it, stop it

# Gotta stop sobbing

# Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it

# Gotta stop sobbing now, oh

# Stop it, stop it, stop... #

GUITAR RIFF

# Well, I know you've heard of the Suzie Q

# I know you've heard of The Chicken, too

# I know you've heard of the Soul Twist, too

# But The Walk is a dance that you can do

# You just walk

# Oh, you walk

# Come on and walk

# Everybody walk

# You just walk

# Come on, let's walk!

# Well, I know you've heard of the Texas Hop

# I know you've heard of the old foxtrot

# When you do The Walk you do it in style

# Shake your hips and close your eyes

# Then you walk

# I sure walk

# Come on and walk

# Everybody walk

# You just walk

# Come on, let's walk. Oh, yeah...! #

GUITAR SOLO

# I know you've heard of the Suzie Q

# I know you've heard of The Chicken, too

# I know you've heard of the Soul Twist, too

# But The Walk is a dance that you can do

# You just walk

# Aw, you walk

# Come on and walk

# Everybody walk

# You just walk

# Come on, let's walk

# Aw, you gotta come on now

# Oh, doin' fine

# You just gotta keep on walkin'

# Oh, you're in a straight line

# You gotta walk. #

# Crimson autograph

# Is what we leave behind

# Just about everywhere, everywhere that man set foot

# Yeah

# A warmonger's laughin' loud

# Behind a painted face

# They just throw titbits to the crowd

# Then blowing up the place

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions, please

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, ain't no answer in me... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Well I stand up for liberty

# But I tell ya, c-c-c-can't liberate

# Pent-up agony

# I see you take first place

# Well, "Who does this treachery?"

I shout with bleeding hands

# Is it you or is it me?

# Well, I never will understand

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions, please

# No, no, no, no, no

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, ain't no answer in me... #

PIANO SOLO

GUITAR SOLO

# Well, I see the thousands screaming

# They're rushing for the cliffs

# Just like lemmings

# Into the sea

# Well, well, well, look

# Who waves his mighty hands

# And breaks the precious rules?

# Well, the BBC got to understand

# Who wasted all you fools

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Please

# No, no, no, no, no, no

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

# Hey, Lord, don't ask me questions

Hey, Lord, ain't no answer in me

# Ain't no answer in me, no

# Ain't no answer in me

# Oh, no!

# Oh, no!

# Oh, no!

# Ain't no answer

# Ain't no answer

# Ain't no answer in me

# Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah

# Ain't no answer, ain't no answer

# No answer in me, yeah

# Ain't no answer in me

# No, no, no, no. #

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