Girl From Ipanema Lyrics — Stan Getz & Astrud Gilberto

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes, ah
When she walks, she's like a Samba
That swing’s so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes, each one she passes goes, ah
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 he
(Musical Interlude)
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 he
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 just doesn't see, no, she doesn’t see
But, she doesn’t see