The Girl From Ipanema
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
When she passes each one she passes goes laboo-du-di-daa
When she walks, it's just like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes laboo-du-di-daa
Oh, how 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 tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
When she passes I go di-di-di-di-di-du-di-di-du
Wa-di-di-di-di-di-du-down
The girl, the girl, the girl
From Ipanema, from Ipanema
Way-way-way-way-di-di
Wa-wa-buia-bu-di-di-dia-bua-di-down
La-la-la-la-la-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Shh-ba-bu-di-dia-hum-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Da-da-da-ba-du-da-dun-da-dun-da
Oh, how I want her so badly
How, how can I tell her I love her
Yeah, I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
But each she passes, I smile
But she doesn't see
She ain't looking at me, uh
Autor(es): Norman Gimbel, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Vinicius De Moraes
