The 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 she's like a samba that

Swings so cool and sway so gently

That when she passes each one she passes goes ah "

Oh But he watches 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 him

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes he smiles

But she doesn't see

Oh Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes he smiles

But she doesn't see

Oh

Oh She doesn't see

Oh she looks at me