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 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 running 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 light, 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 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 Ché: (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 amba**ador 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 rose and the [?], the hampers from herrods, the clothes, the diamonds, the crystal, the wines, the procession of mannies from England and France. The result of the match, oh yes, the home team won! But, as the British amba**ador 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 d**h, 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 you're gonna get in me Just a little touch of... Just a little touch of... Just a little touch of star quality