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 swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh

(Ooh) But he watches her so sadly, how can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give it so 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

(Ooh) But he watches her so sadly, how can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give it so 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, each one she passes goes - ah
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