Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Girl From Ipanema, artist - John Holt. Date of issue: 31.12.1972
Song language: English
The Girl From Ipanema |
| Tall and tan and young and lovely |
| The girl from Ipanema goes walking now |
| When she passes each one she passes |
| Goes daboo-du-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 daboo-du-daa |
| Oh, how I watch her so sadly |
| How can I tell her I love her |
| Yes, I would give my heart gladly |
| But instead, 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 |
| The girl, the girl, the girl |
| From Ipanema, from Ipanema... |
| Oh. |
| how I want her so badly |
| How, how can I tell her I love her |
| Yes, I would give my heart gladly |
| But instead, 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 smile, |
| But she doesn't see. |
| She ain't looking at me. |