Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, each one she passes Goes "A-a-a-h" When she walks she's like a samba 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 "A-a-a-h" Oh, but I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love...Learn More