Buenos Aires

Lyrics
[EVA] What's new, Buenos Aires? I'm new I wanna 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 you're 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 dressеd up, somewhere to go Wе'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 you're 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] What makes a city hum? Who gives it life? The descamisados The shirtless ones The labourers, the butchers, the dockers The shuffling workers in the stockyard In the factory and on the treadmill Do these people have ambitions, views, opinions? They will soon Don't you just love the smack of firm government? We all appreciate the invaluable support, order and purpose Provided by the military to our constitution It will soon be time for the military to be our constitution Say some Notably the military The gathering at the polo ground glitters The Rollses The Daimlers The hampers from Harrods The clothes The diamonds The processions of nannies from England and France Who on Earth would want to pull the rug out From under the polished shoes of the cream of Buenos Aires' society? [EVA] You're a trap, 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, 9 de Julio All I want to know Stand back, Buenos Aires Because you ought to know what you're 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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Credits
- Writers
- Andrew Lloyd Webber
- Tim Rice