Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes
Each girl he passes goes - ah

When he walks
He's like a samba 
That swings so cool and sways so gentle 
That when he passes each girl
He passes goes - ah

Ooh, how I watch him so sadly 
How can I tell him I love him
Ooh, but I love him so madly 
When he goes for a stroll by the sea 
He looks straight ahead, not at me 

Tall, and tan, and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking 
And when he passes I smile - 
but he doesn't see

Ooh, how I watch him so sadly 
How can I tell him I love him
Ooh, but I love him so madly 
When he goes for a strow by the sea 
He looks straight ahead, not at me 

Tall, and tan, and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking 
And when he passes I smile - 
but he doesn't see