Al Hirt - The Girl From Ipanema lyrics

Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she pa**es, each one she pa**es goes - ah When she walks, she's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she pa**es, each one she pa**es goes - ah (Ooh) But he watch her so sadly How can he tell her he loves her Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day, that 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 pa**es, he smile - but she doesn't see (Doesn't see) (She just doesn't see, she never sees him)