Tall and tan and young and handsome,
the boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes,
each one he passes I go - ah
When he walks, he's like a samba
that swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when he passes,
each one he passes I go - aah
Ooh
But i watch him so sadly,
How can I tell him I love him,
Yes I would give my heart gladly,
but instead 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
(Ooh)
But I want him so madly,
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 -
He doesn't see
Ooh he just doesn't see)
He doesn't see
What's wrong with him?