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Din din din |
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Din din din |
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Tall and tan and young and lovely |
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The girl from Ipanema goes walking |
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And when she passes, each one she passes |
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Goes ahh |
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When she walks she's like a samba |
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That swings so cool and sways so gently |
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That when she passes, each one she passes |
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Goes ahh |
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Oh, but he watches so sadly |
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How can he tell her he loves her |
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Yes he would give his heart gladly |
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But each day when she walks to the sea |
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She looks straight ahead not at he |
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Tall and tan and young and lovely |
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The girl from Ipanema goes walking |
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And when she passes, each one she passes |
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Goes ahh |
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The girl from Ipanema goes walking |
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And when she passes he smiles |
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But she doesn't see |
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She just doesn't see |
