Peggy Lee
The Boy From Ipanema
Tall, and tan, and young, and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes each girl,
he passes goes aaah
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 aaah
Ooh, 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 me, I smile
Ooh, I watch him so sadly
Can I tell him I love him?
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 me, I smile
Look he's so cool, a calm and so elected
Makes a girl be a bit neglected
That boy from Ipanema,
Doesn't see me...
domingo, outubro 17, 2004
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