Andrew Lloyd Weber Buenos Aires Lyrics
            EVA:
            What's new Buenos Aires?
            I'm new--I want to say I'm just a little stuck on you
            You'll be on me too!
            I get out here Buenos Aires
            Stand back--you ought to know what'cha gonna get in me
            Just a little touch of star quality!
            Fill me up with your heat, with your noise, with your dirt, overdo me
            Let me dance to your beat, make it loud. let it hurt, run it through me
            Don't hold back you are certain to impress
            Tell the driver this is where I'm staying
            Hello Buenos Aires!
            Get this--just look at me, dressed up somewhere to go
            We'll put on a show!
            Take me in at your flood, give me speed, give me lights, set me humming
            Shoot me up with your blood, wine me up with your nights, watch me coming
            All I want is a whole lot of excess
            Tell the singer this is where I'm playing
            Stand back Buenos Aires!
            Because you ought to know what'cha gonna get in me
            Just a little touch of star quality!
            And if ever I go too far
            It's because of the things you are
            Beautiful town--I love you
            And if I need a moment's rest
            Give your lover the very best
            Real eiderdown--and silence
        
            CHE
            On the 9th February 1935, in Buenos Aires--a polo
            match, between a team of leading Argentine players and
            the touring British side. The British ambassador said he
            had never seen a social occasion quite like it. Even by the
            standards of Buenos Aires society the gathering at the
            polo ground glittered. The Rolls' and the Daimlers, the
            hampers from Harrod's, the clothes, the diamonds, the
            crystal, the wines, the procession of nannies from
            England and France. The result of the match? Oh yes--
            the home team won, but as the British ambassador
            pointed out, that did not reflect badly on British
            horsemanship. Three of the Argentine players were
            educated at Eton.
        
            EVA
            You're a tramp, you're a treat, you will shine to the death, you are shoddy
            But you're flesh, you are meat, you shall have every breath in my body
            Put me down for a lifetime of success
            Give me credit--I'll find ways of paying
            Rio de la Plata! Florida! Corrientes! Nueve de Julio!
            All I want to know!
            Stand back Buenos Aires!
            Because you oughta know what'cha gonna get in me
            Just a little touch of
            Just a little touch of
            Just a little touch of star quality!
        
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