| Eva, beware of the city
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| It’s hungry and cold
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| Can’t be controlled
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| It is mad
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| Those who are fools are swallowed up whole
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| And those who are not
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| Become what they should not become
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| Changed, in short they go bad
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| Bad is good for me
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| I’m bored, so clean and so ignored
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| I’ve only been predictable, respectable
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| Birds fly out of here
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| So why, oh why, oh why the hell can’t I?
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| I only want variety, notoriety
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| I wanna be a part of B.A.
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| Buenos Aires, big apple
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| I’m gonna be a part of B.A.
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| Buenos Aires, big apple
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| She’s gonna be a part of B.A.
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| Buenos Aires, big apple
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| Five years from now, I shall come back
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| And finally say, «You have your way, come to town»
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| But, you’ll look at me with a foreigner’s eyes
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| The magical city, a younger girl’s city
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| A fantasy long since put down
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| All you’ve done to me—
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| Was that a young girl’s fantasy?
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| I played your city games alright, didn’t I?
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| I already know what cooks
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| How the dirty city feels and looks
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| I tasted it last night, didn’t I?
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| I’m gonna be a part of B.A.
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| Buenos Aires, big apple
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| I’m gonna be a part of B.A.
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| Buenos Aires, big apple
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| She’s gonna be a part of B.A.
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| Buenos Aires, big apple
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| Eva, beware your ambition
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| It’s hungry and cold
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| Can’t be controlled
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| Will run wild
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| This in a man is a danger enough
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| But you are a woman
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| Not even a woman
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| Not very much more than a child
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| And whatever you say
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| I’ll not steal you away |