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Girl From Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and lonely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes haaa
When she walks it's like a samba
That sways so sweet and swings so gently
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes haaa
Ooh but he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give his hide gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks ahead not at he
Tall and tan and young and lonely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
She smiles but she doesn't see
Ooh but he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give his hide gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks ahead not at he
Tall and tan and young and lonely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
She smiles but she doesn't see