The Girl from Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes Each one she passes goes, ah As she moves, she's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That as she passes Each one she passes goes, ah Oh, how I watch her so sadly How can I tell her he loves her? Yes, he would give his heart gladly But each day, when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at him Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes He smiles but she doesn't see Ipanema, Ipanema Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes He smiles but she doesn't see Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes He smiles but she doesn't see As she walks, she's like a samba Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes He smiles but she doesn't see As she walks, she's like a samba As she walks, she's like a samba Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes He smiles but she doesn't see As she walks, she's like a samba As she walks, she's like a samba Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walkin' And as she passes He smiles but she doesn't see As she walks, she's like a samba As she walks, she's like a samba As she walks, she's like a samba