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Song: The girl from Ipanema Tall and tanned 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 tanned and young and lovely The girt from Ipanema goes walking And when she pauses, I smile — but she
doesn’t see (doesn’t see) She doesn’t see, she never sees me …