9.The Girl From Ipanema
Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes
walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah
When she walks, she's like a samba that swings so cool and sways
so gentle
When she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh
Ooh, but I watch her so sadly, how can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly,
But each day, 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
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