Tuesday, October 04, 2005 1:18 pm
he said, "and when she passes i smile but she doesn't see"

tall and tan and young and lovely,
the girl from Ipanema goes walking
and when she passes
each one she passes goes ‘ahh’


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 ‘ooh’



right i shall go study at harboufront in a while and indulge in the dreamy beats of bossa nova (;

_______________________



can't you see
i love you
please don't break my heart in two
that's not hard to do
'cause I don't have a wooden heart

and if you say goodbye
then I know that I would cry
maybe I would die
'cause I don't have a wooden heart

there's no strings upon this love of mine
it was always you from the start

treat me nice
treat me good
treat me like you really should
'cause I'm not made of wood
and I don't have a wooden heart ;)
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