The Girl from Ipanema - Eartha Kitt
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 gently
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes - aah
Ooh
But he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give his heart gladly
But instead when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead not at him
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes he smiles -
But she doesn't see
(saxaphone solo)
(Ooh)
But he sees her 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 sea
She looks straight ahead not at him
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes he smiles -
But she doesn't see
(She just doesn't see)