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 ahah

When he walks, he's like a samba

He swings so cool and sways so gently

That when he passes, each girl he passes goes ahah

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

Tall and tan and young and handsome

The boy from Ipanema goes walking

And when he passes, I smile

But he doesn't see, no doesn't see

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

Tall and tan and young and handsome

The boy from Ipanema goes walking

And when he passes, I smile

But he doesn't see, no doesn't see