The Boy From Ipanema

Tall an' tan an' young an' lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, each one she passes goes, aah!

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, aah!

Ooh, but I watch her so sadly how can I tell her, I love her

Yes, I would give my heart gladly

But each day when she walks to the sea

She looks straight ahead not at me

Tall an' tan an' young an' lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, I smile but she doesn't see

Tall an' tan an' young an' lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, I smile but she doesn't see

She doesn't see, no, she doesn't see