Girl from Ipanema

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 sways so gentle
That when she passes,
Each one she passes goes
Oh…………..

But he watch her so sadly
How can he tell her he love her
Yes he would give him heart gladly
But each day,
When she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead,
Not at he………….

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, he smile
But she doesn't see