Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking and When she passes each one she passes Goes laboo-du-di-daa When she walks, itÂŽs just like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes, each one she passes Goes laboo-du-di-daa
Oh, how 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, 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 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, I smile But she doesnÂŽt see She ainÂŽt looking at me