tall and tan and young and lovely

the girl from ipanema goes walking

and when she passes

each one she passes goes aaaaaah

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 aaaaaah

ooh but he watches so sadly

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 him

ooh but he sees her so sadly

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 him

tall and tan and young and lovely

the girl from ipanema goes walking

and when she passes

he smiles but she doesn't see

she doesn't see

she doesn't see