Tall and tan and young and lovely
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The girl from Ipanema goes walking
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And when she passes
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Each one she passes goes a-a-h!
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When she walks she's like a samba
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That swings so cool and sways so gentle
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That when she passes
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Each one she passes goes a-a-h!
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Ooh but I watch her so sadly
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How can I tell her I love her
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Yes I would give his heart gladly
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But each day when she walks to the sea
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She looks straight ahead not at me
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Tall and tan and young and lovely
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The girl from Ipanema goes walking
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And when she passes
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I smile but she doesn't see
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She never sees me
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Ooh but I watch her so sadly
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How can I tell her I love her
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Yes I would give my heart gladly
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But each day when she walks to the sea
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She looks ahead not at me
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Tall and tan and young and lonely
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The girl from Ipanema goes walking
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And when she passes
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I smile but she doesn't see
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Girl From Ipanema
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