“The Girl From Ipanema” Lyrics
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes, “aaah”
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes, “aaah”
When she walks, she’s like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes, each one she passes goes, “aaah”
That swings so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes, each one she passes goes, “aaah”
Oh, but he watches her so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
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
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at he
Oh, but he watches her so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
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
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
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, he smiles but she doesn’t see
She just doesn’t see
She doesn’t see
But she doesn’t see
