The Girl From Ipanema (Garota De Ipanema)

Tall and tan and young and handsome

The boy from Ipanema goes walking

And when he passes, each girl he passes goes "aah"

When he walks he's like a samba

That swings so cool and sways so gentle

And when he passes, each girl he passes goes "aah"

Oh, but I watch him so sadly

How can I tell him I love him

Yes, I would give my heart gladly

But each day when he walks to the sea

He looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall and tan and young and handsome

The boy from Ipanema goes walking

And when he passes, I smile, but he doesn't see me

No, he doesn't see me

Tall and tan and young and handsome

The boy from Ipanema, he goes walking

And when he passes by, I smile, but he doesn't see me

No, he doesn't see me

No, he doesn't see me

No, no, no, he doesn't see me

No, no, no, no, he doesn't see me

No, no, no, no, he doesn't see me