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I'm gently shaking my shoulders in this pink light. I am the girl from ipanema, and each day when I walk to the sea, I look straight ahead and not at you.. the portuguese lyrics are gently sighing around my brown ankles.
Swing so cool and sway so gentle, like a samba..like this song.. Each day when I walk to the sea I'm capturing seagulls with a lift of my eyebrow, and I practice my sway barefoot on the rocks, but.. there's no need for you to know that. For you I'm just the girl from ipanema, and that's because this is the only song you know.
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