Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes ah
When she walks she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes each one she passes goes ah
Oh but he watch his so sadly how can he 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 me
Oh but he sees her so sadly how can he 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 me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking in
When she passes, he smiles but she doesn't see
She just doesn't see and she doesn't see
'Cos she doesn't see
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