Girl from Ipanema

Girl from Ipanema 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 it's like a samba That sways so sweet and swings so gently That when she passes Each one she passes goes, ah Ooh but he watches 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 ahead not at he Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes She smiles but she doesn't see Oh, but he watches 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 ahead not at he Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes She smiles but she doesn't see She just doesn't see She just doesn't see She just doesn't see