The Girl From Ipanema

The Girl From Ipanema
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes is when she passes
Goes "ah!"
When she walks it's like a samba
That sings so sweet and sings so gentle
And when she passes is when she passes
Goes "ah!"

Ah, 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 and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes she smiles
But she doesn't see
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes is when she passes
Goes "ah!"
When she walks it's like a samba
That swings so sweet and swings so gentle
That when she passes is when she passes
Goes "ah!"
Ah, 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
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 she smiles
But she doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see