Buenos Aires Lyrics - Evita (new Broadway Cast Recording) (2 Cds) - The New Broadway Cast Recording

[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 oughta know whatcha 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 oughta know whatcha 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 (spoken):] 

What makes the city hum? Who gives it life? 

The descamisados, the shirtless ones. The laborers, the butchers, the dockers, the shuffling workers in the stockyard, in the factories, 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 Bentleys, the hampers from Harrods, the diamonds, the clothes, the procession of nannies from England and France. Who on earth, or in Argentina, would want to pull the rug out from under the polished feet of la crme of Buenos Aires society? 

[Musical interlude] 

[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 whatcha gonna get in me 

Just a little touch of 

Just a little touch of 

Just a little touch of star quality