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Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma Roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love, oh, ey
I want your drama, the touch of your hand (Hey!)
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want your love, and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance

Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

I want your horror, I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love, uh
I want your psycho, your vertigo schtick (Schtick, hey!)
Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you ('Cause I'm a free bitch, baby)
I want it bad
Your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want your love, and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance

Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, passion, baby
Work it, I'm a free b!tch, baby

I want your love, and I want your revenge
I want your love, I don't wanna be friends
Je veux ton amour et je veux ta revanche
Je veux ton amour, I don't wanna be friends

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(I want you back) No, I don't wanna be friends
(Caught in a bad romance) I don't wanna be friends
Want your bad ro

You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
This, the tale of, reckless love
Living a life of crime on the run
I brush to a gun to paint these states
Green and red
Everybody freeze
Nobody move
Put the money in the bag
Or we will shoot
Empty out the vault
And me and my doll will be on our way
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn
Then we'll play with fire 'cause
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Here we find our omnipotent outlaws
Fall behind the grind tonight
Left unaware that the lone store owner
Won't go down without a fight
Where we gonna go
He's got us pinned
Baby I'm a little scared
Now, don't you quit
He's sounded the alarm
I hear the sirens closing in
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn
Then we're burning this place to the ground 'cause
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
The skies are black with lead-filled rain
A morbid painting on display
This is the night the young love died
Buried at each others side
You never took us alive
We swore that death would do us part
So now we haunt you in the dark
You never took us alive
We live as ghosts among these streets
Lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Partners in crime

A typical essay contains many different kinds of information, often located in specialized parts or sections. Even short essays perform several different operations: introducing the argument, analyzing data, raising counterarguments, concluding. Introductions and conclusions have fixed places, but other parts don't. Counterargument, for example, may appear within a paragraph, as a free-standing section, as part of the beginning, or before the ending. Background material (historical context or biographical information, a summary of relevant theory or criticism, the definition of a key term) often appears at the beginning of the essay, between the introduction and the first analytical section, but might also appear near the beginning of the specific section to which it's relevant.

It's helpful to think of the different essay sections as answering a series of questions your reader might ask when encountering your thesis. (Readers should have questions. If they don't, your thesis is most likely simply an observation of fact, not an arguable claim.)

"What?" The first question to anticipate from a reader is "what": What evidence shows that the phenomenon described by your thesis is true? To answer the question you must examine your evidence, thus demonstrating the truth of your claim. This "what" or "demonstration" section comes early in the essay, often directly after the introduction. Since you're essentially reporting what you've observed, this is the part you might have most to say about when you first start writing. But be forewarned: it shouldn't take up much more than a third (often much less) of your finished essay. If it does, the essay will lack balance and may read as mere summary or description.

"How?" A reader will also want to know whether the claims of the thesis are true in all cases. The corresponding question is "how": How does the thesis stand up to the challenge of a counterargument? How does the introduction of new material—a new way of looking at the evidence, another set of sources—affect the claims you're making? Typically, an essay will include at least one "how" section. (Call it "complication" since you're responding to a reader's complicating questions.) This section usually comes after the "what," but keep in mind that an essay may complicate its argument several times depending on its length, and that counterargument alone may appear just about anywhere in an essay.

"Why?" Your reader will also want to know what's at stake in

You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
This, the tale of, reckless love
Living a life of crime on the run
I brush to a gun to paint these states
Green and red
Everybody freeze
Nobody move
Put the money in the bag
Or we will shoot
Empty out the vault
And me and my doll will be on our way
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn
Then we'll play with fire 'cause
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Here we find our omnipotent outlaws
Fall behind the grind tonight
Left unaware that the lone store owner
Won't go down without a fight
Where we gonna go
He's got us pinned
Baby I'm a little scared
Now, don't you quit
He's sounded the alarm
I hear the sirens closing in
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn
Then we're burning this place to the ground 'cause
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
The skies are black with lead-filled rain
A morbid painting on display
This is the night the young love died
Buried at each others side
You never took us alive
We swore that death would do us part
So now we haunt you in the dark
You never took us alive
We live as ghosts among these streets
Lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Partners in crime

Welcome to San Andreas I'm CJ from Grove Street Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat In Los Santos neighbours get no sleep Beefing with anybody competing even police For deepin' a green rag with both feet Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG! Stay in shape hit the gym lift the weights Super cut and big and buff nice and straight You got stats, respect, weapon skill Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal You get clothes from Binco, and Prolaps, Suburban, Zip, Victim and D-Sach Watch yo back when them rival hoods They'll test just to guess at your survivor skill Ducking shells at the Cluck-N-Bell Jump up, bust a gun until they tuck they tail It seems like I'm on impossible missions Twisted predicaments, hostile positions Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me cops cars been on our ass the last past week Cause the 'Dreas is full of gangsters homeboy hands is the language for the bangers homeboy And it's dangerous homeboy Get your brains 'fore how you do yo fingers homeboy Heat cock we popping hop dump em out been a block shake before the cops come Listen to sirens they ain't got none back another lap catch a straggler with a shot gun Hit em up wit' a grove street lie dirty sling shot mo knee high

Yo listen up, here's the story
About a little guy that lives in a blue world
And all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue
Like him, inside and outside
Blue his house with a blue little window
And a blue Corvette
And everything is blue for him
And himself and everybody around
'Cause he ain't got nobody to listen

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa

I have a blue house with a blue window
Blue is the color of all that I wear
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue
Blue are the people here that walk around
Blue like my Corvette, it's in and outside
Blue are the words I say and what I think
Blue are the feelings that live inside me

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa

I have a blue house with a blue window
Blue is the color of all that I wear
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue
Blue are the people here that walk around
Blue like my Corvette, it's in and outside
Blue are the words I say and what I think
Blue are the feelings that live inside me

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa
Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa

hey, that's blue's themesong!

I know

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma Roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love, oh, ey
I want your drama, the touch of your hand (Hey!)
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want your love, and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance

Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

I want your horror, I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love, uh
I want your psycho, your vertigo schtick (Schtick, hey!)
Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you ('Cause I'm a free bitch, baby)
I want it bad
Your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want your love, and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance

Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, passion, baby
Work it, I'm a free b!tch, baby

I want your love, and I want your revenge
I want your love, I don't wanna be friends
Je veux ton amour et je veux ta revanche
Je veux ton amour, I don't wanna be friends

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(I want you back) No, I don't wanna be friends
(Caught in a bad romance) I don't wanna be friends
Want your bad ro

Welcome to San Andreas I'm CJ from Grove Street Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat In Los Santos neighbours get no sleep Beefing with anybody competing even police For deepin' a green rag with both feet Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG! Stay in shape hit the gym lift the weights Super cut and big and buff nice and straight You got stats, respect, weapon skill Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal You get clothes from Binco, and Prolaps, Suburban, Zip, Victim and D-Sach Watch yo back when them rival hoods They'll test just to guess at your survivor skill Ducking shells at the Cluck-N-Bell Jump up, bust a gun until they tuck they tail It seems like I'm on impossible missions Twisted predicaments, hostile positions Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me cops cars been on our ass the last past week Cause the 'Dreas is full of gangsters homeboy hands is the language for the bangers homeboy And it's dangerous homeboy Get your brains 'fore how you do yo fingers homeboy Heat cock we popping hop dump em out been a block shake before the cops come Listen to sirens they ain't got none back another lap catch a straggler with a shot gun Hit em up wit' a grove street lie dirty sling shot mo knee high

Welcome to San Andreas I'm CJ from Grove Street Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat In Los Santos neighbours get no sleep Beefing with anybody competing even police For deepin' a green rag with both feet Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG! Stay in shape hit the gym lift the weights Super cut and big and buff nice and straight You got stats, respect, weapon skill Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal You get clothes from Binco, and Prolaps, Suburban, Zip, Victim and D-Sach Watch yo back when them rival hoods They'll test just to guess at your survivor skill Ducking shells at the Cluck-N-Bell Jump up, bust a gun until they tuck they tail It seems like I'm on impossible missions Twisted predicaments, hostile positions Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me cops cars been on our ass the last past week Cause the 'Dreas is full of gangsters homeboy hands is the language for the bangers homeboy And it's dangerous homeboy Get your brains 'fore how you do yo fingers homeboy Heat cock we popping hop dump em out been a block shake before the cops come Listen to sirens they ain't got none back another lap catch a straggler with a shot gun Hit em up wit' a grove street lie dirty sling shot mo knee high

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma Roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love, oh, ey
I want your drama, the touch of your hand (Hey!)
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want your love, and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance

Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

I want your horror, I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love, uh
I want your psycho, your vertigo schtick (Schtick, hey!)
Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you ('Cause I'm a free bitch, baby)
I want it bad
Your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want your love, and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance

Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma-roma-ma
Gaga, "Ooh la-la"
Want your bad romance

Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that b!tch crazy
Walk, walk, passion, baby
Work it, I'm a free b!tch, baby

I want your love, and I want your revenge
I want your love, I don't wanna be friends
Je veux ton amour et je veux ta revanche
Je veux ton amour, I don't wanna be friends

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(I want you back) No, I don't wanna be friends
(Caught in a bad romance) I don't wanna be friends
Want your bad ro

Welcome to San Andreas I'm CJ from Grove Street Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat In Los Santos neighbours get no sleep Beefing with anybody competing even police For deepin' a green rag with both feet Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG! Stay in shape hit the gym lift the weights Super cut and big and buff nice and straight You got stats, respect, weapon skill Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal You get clothes from Binco, and Prolaps, Suburban, Zip, Victim and D-Sach Watch yo back when them rival hoods They'll test just to guess at your survivor skill Ducking shells at the Cluck-N-Bell Jump up, bust a gun until they tuck they tail It seems like I'm on impossible missions Twisted predicaments, hostile positions Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me cops cars been on our ass the last past week Cause the 'Dreas is full of gangsters homeboy hands is the language for the bangers homeboy And it's dangerous homeboy Get your brains 'fore how you do yo fingers homeboy Heat cock we popping hop dump em out been a block shake before the cops come Listen to sirens they ain't got none back another lap catch a straggler with a shot gun Hit em up wit' a grove street lie dirty sling shot mo knee high

Welcome to San Andreas I'm CJ from Grove Street Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat In Los Santos neighbours get no sleep Beefing with anybody competing even police For deepin' a green rag with both feet Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG! Stay in shape hit the gym lift the weights Super cut and big and buff nice and straight You got stats, respect, weapon skill Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal You get clothes from Binco, and Prolaps, Suburban, Zip, Victim and D-Sach Watch yo back when them rival hoods They'll test just to guess at your survivor skill Ducking shells at the Cluck-N-Bell Jump up, bust a gun until they tuck they tail It seems like I'm on impossible missions Twisted predicaments, hostile positions Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me cops cars been on our ass the last past week Cause the 'Dreas is full of gangsters homeboy hands is the language for the bangers homeboy And it's dangerous homeboy Get your brains 'fore how you do yo fingers homeboy Heat cock we popping hop dump em out been a block shake before the cops come Listen to sirens they ain't got none back another lap catch a straggler with a shot gun Hit em up wit' a grove street lie dirty sling shot mo knee high

You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
This, the tale of, reckless love
Living a life of crime on the run
I brush to a gun to paint these states
Green and red
Everybody freeze
Nobody move
Put the money in the bag
Or we will shoot
Empty out the vault
And me and my doll will be on our way
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn
Then we'll play with fire 'cause
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Here we find our omnipotent outlaws
Fall behind the grind tonight
Left unaware that the lone store owner
Won't go down without a fight
Where we gonna go
He's got us pinned
Baby I'm a little scared
Now, don't you quit
He's sounded the alarm
I hear the sirens closing in
Our paper faces flood the streets
And if the heat comes close enough to burn
Then we're burning this place to the ground 'cause
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art
You'll never takes us alive
We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners
Partners in crime
The skies are black with lead-filled rain
A morbid painting on display
This is the night the young love died
Buried at each others side
You never took us alive
We swore that death would do us part
So now we haunt you in the dark
You never took us alive
We live as ghosts among these streets
Lovers and partners
Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Partners in crime

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Welcome to San Andreas I'm CJ from Grove Street Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat In Los Santos neighbours get no sleep Beefing with anybody competing even police For deepin' a green rag with both feet Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG! Stay in shape hit the gym lift the weights Super cut and big and buff nice and straight You got stats, respect, weapon skill Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal You get clothes from Binco, and Prolaps, Suburban, Zip, Victim and D-Sach Watch yo back when them rival hoods They'll test just to guess at your survivor skill Ducking shells at the Cluck-N-Bell Jump up, bust a gun until they tuck they tail It seems like I'm on impossible missions Twisted predicaments, hostile positions Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me cops cars been on our ass the last past week Cause the 'Dreas is full of gangsters homeboy hands is the language for the bangers homeboy And it's dangerous homeboy Get your brains 'fore how you do yo fingers homeboy Heat cock we popping hop dump em out been a block shake before the cops come Listen to sirens they ain't got none back another lap catch a straggler with a shot gun Hit em up wit' a grove street lie dirty sling shot mo knee high