The Boy from Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes Each girl he passes goes - ah When he walks He's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when he passes each girl He passes goes - ah Ooh, but I watch him so sadly How can I tell him I love him Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day when he walks to the sea He looks straight ahead, not at me Tall, and tan, and young and handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes me, I smile Oh, I watch him so sadly Can not tell him I love him I would give my heart gladly But each day when he walks to the sea He looks straight ahead, not at me Tall, and tan, and young and handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes me, I smile He so cool and calm and so collected Makes a girl feel a bit neglected That boy from Ipanema doesn't see me.