01-04-2005, 09:55 PM
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pixie of the wood
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Join Date: Apr 2004
Posts: 10,575
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Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes aaaahhhh
When she walks, she’s like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - aaahhh
but I watch her oh 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
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn’t see
she just doesn’t see, she never sees me,.
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