Din din din Din din din Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, each one she passes Goes ahh When
Could you be The most beautiful girl in the world It's plain to see You're the reason that God made a girl When the day turns into the last day of all
My head is heavy and bent like a crane The wrecking ball blues are coming again And Latham says, "Babe, you know life is a ride" But living's no fun when
ive got a pretty little girl living down the street she's got big brown eyes, boy is she sweet she wears a short skirt, sneekers and my big sweater all
: Could U be the most beautiful girl in the world? It's plain 2 see U're the reason that God made a girl When the day turns into the last day of all
Could U be the most beautiful girl in the world? It's plain 2 see U're the reason that God made a girl When the day turns into the last day of all time
