The Girl from Ipanema

Tall and tanned and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes, "ah"
That swings so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes, each one she passes goes, "ah"
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 straight ahead not at he
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, 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 he
Tall and tanned and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, he smiles, but she doesn't see
She just doesn't see
No, she doesn't see
But she doesn't see
She doesn't see
No, she doesn't see