The Girl From Ipanema

Din din din

Din din dinTall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, each one she passes

Goes ahhWhen she walks she's like a samba

That swings so cool and sways so gently

That when she passes, each one she passes

Goes ahhOh, 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 seaShe looks straight ahead not at he

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, each one she passes

Goes ahhThe girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes he smiles

But she doesn't see

She just doesn't see