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.