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(A.C. Jobim, G. Lees, V. De Moraes)[Recorded Febrary 13, 1969, Hollywod] |
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What should |
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I call this happy madness that |
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I feel inside of me |
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Sometime of wild |
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October gladness that |
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I never thought |
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I'd seeWhat has become of all my sadness all my endless lonely sighs |
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Where are my sorrows now |
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What happened to the frown and is that self contented clown |
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Standing grinning in the mirror really me |
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I'd like to run through |
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Central Park carve your initials in the bark |
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Of every tree |
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I pass for every one to see |
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I feel that |
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I've gone back to childhood and |
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I'm skipping through the wildwood |
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So excited that |
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I don't know what to do |
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What do I care if |
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I'm a juvenile |
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I smile my secret little smile |
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Because I know the change in me is you |
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What should |
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I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy |
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That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy |
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The god's are laughing far above one of them gave a little shove |
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And I fell gaily gladly madly into love |
