Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema
Goes walking and when she passes
Each one she passes goes
Ooh

When she walks she's like a samba
That swings so cool
And sways so gentle that when she passes
Each one she passes goes
Ooh

Oh, but 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 smile, but she doesn't see
(Ooh)

Oh, but 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 smile, but she doesn't see

And when she passes
I smile, but she doesn't see
She doesn't, she doesn't
She doesn't see