Tall and tan and young and lovely, The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she pa**es, Each one she pa**es goes - ah
When she walks, she's like a samba that swings so cool
And sways so gentle
That when she pa**es, each one she pa**es goes - aah
(Ooh) But he watches her so sadly, How can he tell her he love 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 pa**es, he smiles - but she doesn't see
Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely, The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she pa**es, he smiles - but she doesn't see
When she walks, she's like a samba that swings so cool
And sways so gentle
That when she pa**es, each one she pa**es goes - aah
(Ooh) But he watches her so sadly, How can he tell her he love 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 pa**es, he smiles - but she doesn't see
(Ooh) But he sees her so sadly, How can he tell her he love 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 pa**es, he smiles - but she doesn't see
(She just doesn't see) ...