The Boy From Ipanema

Pa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipa-Ipa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
When he passes
Each one he passes goes – ah

(Ipanema, Ipanema)

When he walks
He’s like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when he passes each one
He passes goes – ah

(Ipanema, Ipanema)

Ooh, how I watch him so sadly
How can I tell him I love him?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day when he walks to 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

Ipa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Pa-Ipa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Pa, pa, pa pa, pa, pa, pa, pa

Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes I smile
But he doesn’t see

Pa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipa-Ipa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Pa, pa, pa pa, pa, pa, pa, pa

Oh, how I watch him so sadly
How can I tell him I love him?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day when he walks to 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
No, he doesn’t see
No, no, no, no, no

Pa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipa-Ipa-Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema
Pa, pa, pa pa, pa, pa, pa, pa
Ipanema
Ipanema
Ipanema