Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes, each girl he passes goes aah

When he walks he's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
And when he passes, each girl he passes goes aah

Oh, but 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 me
No, he doesn't see me

Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema, he goes walking
And when he passes by, I smile, but he doesn't see me
No, he doesn't see me
No, he doesn't see me

No, no, no, he doesn't see me
No, no, no, no, he doesn't see me
No, no, no, no, he doesn't see me