The Girl From Ipanema

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 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, ah
 Oh but he watch 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 he
 Tall and tan and young and lovely
 The girl from Ipanema goes walking
 And when she passes he smiles
 But she doesn't see
 Oh 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 he
 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
 No she does not see, but she does not see
 She does not see, no she does not see