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Andrew Lloyd Webber – 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!
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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