Buenos Aires - Original Cast Recording/1979

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.

On the ninth, February Nineteen thirty-five 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 Daimlas, the hampers from Harrods
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 hosemanship
Three of the Argentine players were educated at Eton

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



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber
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