the girl from ipanema

tall and tan and young and lovely

the girl from ipanema goes walking now

when she passes each one she passes

goes daboo-du-daa

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 daboo-du-daa

oh

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. oh. how i want her so badly

how

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 smile

but she doesn't see. she ain't looking at me.