Michael Bolton - Girl From Ipanema Lyrics
Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walkingAnd when she passes, each one she passes goes - ahWhen she walks, she's like a samba that swings so cool and sways so gentleThat when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly, how can I tell her I love herYes I would give my heart gladly,But each day, when she walks to the seaShe looks straight ahead, not at meTall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walkingAnd when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)(She just doesn't see, she never sees me,...)