Who does this remind me of? I wonder...

[off the Red Hot & Rio CD]

Tall and tan and young and handsome [okay, except not tan]
The boy from Ipanema goes walking [I think he's more likely from somewhere fairly local]
And when he passes
Each girl he passes goes - ah [well, one girl does anyway]

When he walks
He's like a samba [hmm, I'll have to watch more closely...]
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when he passes each girl
He passes goes - ah

Ooh, but I watch him so sadly [I don't, someone else does, though]
How can I tell him I love him ["love" is too strong, I think]
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day
When he walks to the sea [rather, to the mainframe]
He looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, and tan, and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes goes - ah

I smile - but he doesn't see (doesn't see)
He just doesn't see, he never sees me

Sometimes the music one listens to is eerily appropriate in a very funny way.