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 When she walks, it's just like a samba that swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes, each one she passes goes Ooh how I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love her Yes I would give my heart gladly, but instead, when she walks to the sea, she looks straight ahead not at me, Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely the girl from Ipanema goes walking and when she passes, I go, The girl, the girl the girl from Ipanema, from Ipanema (Ooh) how I want her so badly 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, and tan, and young, and lovely the girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see She ain't looking at me