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Diana Krall - The Boy From Ipanema |
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Tall and tan and young and handsome |
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The boy from Ipanema goes walking |
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And when he passes |
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Each girl he passes goes - ah |
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When he walks |
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He's like a samba |
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That swings so cool and sways so gentle |
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That when he passes each girl |
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He passes goes - ah |
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Ooh, but I watch him so sadly |
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How can I tell him I love him |
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Yes I would give my heart gladly |
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But each day |
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When he walks to the sea |
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He looks straight ahead, not at me |
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Tall, and tan, and young and handsome |
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The boy from Ipanema goes walking |
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And when he passes goes - ah |
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I smile - but he doesn't see (doesn't see) |
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He just doesn't see, he never sees me |
