The Girl From Ipanema (Studio Session/'67)

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 I watch her so sadly how can I tell her I love her Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day, when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at me Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely the girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes I smile but she doesn't see doesn't see She just doesn't see, she never sees me,