Tall and tan and young and handsomethe boy from Ipanema goes walking andwhen he passes each girl he passes goes aahh
Oh 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
When he walks he's like a Samba
That swings so cool, and sways so gentle thatwhen he passes each girl he passes goes aahh
Oh But I watch him so sadly ...
Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking and
When he passes I smile
But he doesn't see
He just doesn't see
No he doesn't see
