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São José dos Campos

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When I was young It seemed that life was so wonderful A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical And all the birds in the trees Well they'd be singing so happily Oh joyfully, oh playfully watching me But then they sent me away To teach me how to be sensible Logical, oh responsible, practical And they showed me a world Where I could be so dependable Oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical