Buenos Aires
What's new Buenos Aires?
I'm new--I want to 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'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
Fill me up with your heat
song performed by by Madonna from Evita Soundtrack (Part 1)
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Fake Out In Buenos Aires
Fake out
Fake in
Fake it to me
What is fake?
Fake t.v.
Land of a thousand fake outs
Fake worse than death
In buenos aires
In buenos aires
Fake out
Fake in
Fakers delight
Fake your claim
Fake around the clock
Winner fake all
Three fakes, youre out
In buenos aires
In buenos aires
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City
Eva: To think that a man as famous as you are
Could love a poor little nothing like me
I wanna be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Chorus: She wants to be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Che: Just listen to that
They're on to you Magaldi
I'd get out while you can
Eva: It's happened at last
I'm starting to get started
I'm moving out with my man
Magaldi: Now Eva don't get carried away
Eva: Monotony past suburbia departed
Who could ever be fond of the back of beyond
Magaldi: Don't hear words that I didn't say
Chorus: What's that
You'd desert the girl you love
Magaldi: The girl I love
What are you talking about
Juan: She really brightened up your out of town engagement
Chorus: She gave you all she had
She wasn't in your contract
You must be quite relieved that no one's told the papers
So far
Eva: I wanna be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Would I have done what I did
If I hadn't thought
If I hadn't known we would stay together
Juan: Seems to me there's no point in resisting
She's made up her mind you've no choice
Why don't you be the man who discovered her
You'll never be remembered for your voice
Magaldi: The city can be paradise for those who have the cash
The class and the connections what you need to make a splash
The likes of you get swept up in the morning with the trash
If you were rich or middle class
Eva: Screw the middle classes
I will never accept them
My father's other family were middle class
And we were kept out of sight hidden from view at his funeral
Juan: Do all your one night stands give you this trouble
Magaldi: Eva beware of the city
It's hungry and cold can't be controlled
It is mad
Those who are fools are swallowed up whole
And those who are not become what they should become
Changed
In short they go bad
Eva: Bad is good for me
I'm bored so clean and so ignored
I've only been predictable respectable
Birds fly out of here so why oh why oh why the Hell can't I
I only want variety of society
I wanna be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Chorus: She wants to be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Magaldi: Five years from now I shall come back
And finally say you have your way come to town
But you'll look at me with a foreigner's eyes
The magical city a younger girl's city a fantasy long since put down
Eva: All you've done to me
Was that a young girl's fantasy
I played your city games alright didn't I
I already know what cooks how the dirty city feels and looks
I tasted it last night didn't I
I'm gonna be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Chorus: She's gonna be a part of B.A. Buenos Aires
Big Apple
Magaldi: Eva beware your ambition
It's hungry and cold can't be controlled
Will run wild
This in a man is dangerous enough
But you are a woman not even a woman
Not very much more than a child
And whatever you say I'll not steal you away
song performed by by Madonna from Evita Soundtrack (Part 1)
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Someone Else's Life
(John Bettis/Chris Farren/Danny Wells)
Lauralee had a headache, I bet you know the feeling
Bangin' your head all day long against the glass ceiling
Lauralee made her mind up, she had enough
She jumped the fence right there and then to go someplace she's never been
Chorus:
She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired
Of living someone else's life
She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires
There gonna says she crazy
Cashing in her ira baby (v2 maxin' out her visa, baby)
She's gonna start living
It's time to start living
Someone else's life
Someone else's life
Maryanne was a waitress, started out as part-time
Six years on she's in a cocktail apron doing hardtime
Maryanne called her sister said put my stuff in storage
Yah and feed the cat, I don't know when I'm coming back
Chorus:
She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired
Of living someone else's life
She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires
There gonna says she crazy
Maxin' out her visa, baby
She's gonna start living
It's time to start living
Someone else's life
Someone else's life
There's a whole new world
Waiting for you girl
Chorus:
She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired
Of living someone else's life
She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires
If you're gonna say she's crazy
You better say it in Spanish baby
She's gonna start living
It's time to start living
It's time to start living
Time start living
Someone else's life
Someone else's life
Hey
Someone else's life
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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On July 18, we will mark the 12th anniversary of the senseless loss of 85 lives in the bombing of the Jewish Cultural Center in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
quote by Tom Lantos
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I've cried in Venetia, I've been lost in Manhattan, I've grown up in La Havana, I've been an outcast in Paris, Mexico torments me, Buenos Aires kills me, but there's always a train that goes to Madrid.
Joaquin Sabina in I Get Off in Atocha (Yo me bajo en Atocha) (1998)
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Ole Ola
When the blue shirts run out in Argentina
Our hearts will be beating like a drum
And your nerves are so shattered you can't take it
Automatically you reach out for the run
But there really isn't any cause for panic
Ally's army had it all under control
It's not merely speculations
It's not just imagination
To bring the World Cup home is Scotland's goal
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
We got Dalglish, Buchan and Macari
We got Archie Gemmill, Johnstone and McQueen
We got Big Joe Jordan waiting at the middle and the best support
This world has ever seen
We got Donachie, Rioch and Don Masson
We got Andy Gray and Asa Hartford too
And with this lethal combination it's a fair estimation
That the World Cup will be ours the end of June
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Oh, Brazil, this time I don't think so
Holland without Cruyff just ain't the same
Germany will, we feel,be a challenge
The Italians can still play the game
But there's really only one team in it
We'll be singing as we'll get off of the plane
We are bound for Buenos Aires, we don't care just what they tell us
Only wish we had Danny McGrain
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Willie Johnstone, then it goes to Dalglish. Lou Macari supporting. There's on opener, defended by Buchan, there's Kenny Dalglish in there. Oh, what a goal!Oh, yes! That does it!
They'll be singing up there in Aberdeen and Dundee
Glasgow will be reaching fever pitch
Cause with a nation of five million we're gonna really turn the heat on
Cause we invented football anyway
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there Yes, we are
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there All together now:
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there. One more
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there Yes, we are
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there. I know, I know
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
Ole ola, Ole ola
We're gonna bring that World Cup back from over there
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Malvina
Mal va malvina
Que a los hombres enloquece
Caprichosa es esa nia
Mal va malvina
Que a los hombres enloquece
Caprichosa es esa nia
Un amor violentado
Susurro en susurrado
Y al mundo se aventur
Si fue a baha, no s
Si fue a sao paulo, no s
Si fue para ro, al mundo
Quizs vuelva pronto, tal vez
Si fue a baha, no s
Si fue a sao paulo, no s
Si fue para ro, al mundo
Quizs vuelva pronto, tal vez
Mal va malvina
Que a los hombres enloquece
Caprichosa es esa nia
Mal va malvina
Que a los hombres enloquece
Caprichosa es esa nia
Se visti de impertinencia
Di un grito de independencia
Y al mundo se aventur
Si fue a puerto rico, no s
Si fue a buenos aires, no s
Si fue a maracaibo, al mundo
Quizs vuelva pronto, tal vez
Si fue a baha, no s
Si fue a sao paulo, no s
Si fue para ro, al mundo
Quizs vuelva pronto, tal vez
Si fue a puerto rico, no s
Si fue a buenos aires, no s
Si fue a maracaibo, al mundo
Quizs vuelva pronto, tal vez
Si fue a baha, no s
Si fue a sao paulo, no s
Si fue para ro, al mundo
Quizs vuelva pronto, tal vez
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Unspoken Betrayal
It was not that she was my girlfriend she worked in a bar
and men was a part of her life and economic resources, but
For the duration she was my friend. You liked her too, but
the unspoken law was to keep away from your mate’s woman.
I was on duty and saw you sneak ashore at midnight.
Next day you avoided me. Nothing was said, we are all free
to follow our own moral norm, but we never met for drinks
anymore, whether in Rio de Janeiro or Buenos Aires.
A winter day in Amsterdam, and it was noon, I saw you walk
down the gangway, suitcase in hand, you didn’t turn to wave.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Sojourn
My Argentinean Sojourn
I left my ship in Buenos Aires wanted to buy a horse
cross the pampas climb the Andes, into Chile, I had
paid for the horse and took a picture of it too when
a revolt came a junta of generals had taken it upon
themselves to save the country, and since I was not
one of them I was sent packing back to Europe.
Forty years ago now, bet the horse is gone, or some
bits of it can be found in old tins of dog food; still got
the picture though, it’s faded but shows I could have
been an adventurer if it hadn’t been for the officers
hell bent on playing with their many toys and saving
the myth of endless parades, military bands and flags.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Tango For Two
Tango for Two.
On internet I looked up dancing in Algarve, got ballet
dance and dance schools, those were out, lap dance
too which is even more embarrassing, a girl on your
lap jumping up and if you don’t get an erection due
to your knees hurting the girl will feel offended and
tell the audience that you are impotent; and it beats
me why she want to humiliate the poor punter who
has paid for this salacious make believe intercourse.
Maybe it has to do with pride, professional honour,
the woman may feel that she is a failure if she can’t
get her client exited; so why do I care? I just want to
go to a place and sway to the tango remember
a warm night in Buenos Aires 1945 after being stuck
on German u-boat for months knowing the war was
lost, and get some exercise too, is that too much to
ask a wintery Saturday night in Algarve.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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In Brief - A Lifetime's Work
First a teacher and
A lecturer
In French and in Spanish
In Durham
Then a lecturer
In charge of
Modern Languages
In Harrogate
Thirdly a curate
Also in Harrogate
In charge of nothing
But praying for everyone
Fourthly a roving priest
In Salta, Northern Argentina
Fifthly, a Vicar
Of San Salvador in Buenos Aires
Sixthly a school chaplain
In two different schools
Then a priest in charge
Of two different Churches
Finally, a welcome rest
In retirement in Kenilworth
In a bungalow in a close
In peace and in quietness
poem by James Hart
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Town planning
As the plane climbed up at dusk over
Meenambakkam Airport in Chennai,
I look down from window-seat to see
The concentration of twinkling lights
That indicate the main road in the city,
Not straight but perhaps formed over time,
Narrowings between two developed areas
Or the result of some indecision or litigation?
I recall my long flight to Buenos Aires in 1987
And a week-long stay in Claridges' Hotel mid-town.
The concierge pulled out just a palm-sized map
Of that city of ten million - before the advent of laptop -
And could give me directions to reach any part of city
With just two of three turns according to that map.
It was truly a planned city: flying above it at night,
One would see a lit-up chessboard,
Not the Chennai-type of snakes and ladders!
Well, does it make a difference, one wonders at times?
poem by by unknown author
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Tango In Argentina
Tango in Argentina
It was eons ago, in Buenos Aires, many of us around a table at a cafe
I can’t remember why I was there think it was something to do with
buying race horses. A woman asked me up to dance I first declined,
shyness is my bane, after prodding I trotted up on the dance floor.
The band played a tango, not that I hadn’t dance before, mother was
a dance teacher, something happened, I forgot about my timidity
just danced floating on a cloud of pleasure. We’re alone on the floor,
when the music stopped, applause. Back at our table dad gave me
a glass of wine, the dream continued. I wanted to marry Dona Juanita,
my dancing partner; dad said no, she was married and too old for me.
But I have never since been able to emulate the magic of the moment
When I see a colt galloping across the pampas I know of the physical
pleasure it feels, once it was me feeling exuberant and timeless in
a world of everlasting youth.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Auf Wiederseh'n
Au revoir, auf wiedersehen
You won't see another morning
You won't see another evening
Good night
Buenos noches o senor
Senorita see ya later
Buenos noches bye-bye
There are many here among us
You feel that life is a joke
And for you we sing this final song
For you there is no hope
Sayonara oh suicide hari kari
Kamikaze you won't
See another evening
Goodbye
Bye-bye so long, farewell
See you later....suicide
Suicide
Suicide
Suicide
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Chain of Thirty Three and Bracelet of Nine
Eight years ago in old New York,
I found a special shop
With silver things from Argentina;
Quality, the top.
I bought a silver necklace there,
With links of twenty five,
To mark that anniversary,
Our married love, alive.
I was assigned to Argentina
Some ten months ago.
We thought of adding to the necklace,
Since we liked it so.
We found an expert jeweler here,
And Sellar was his name.
He thought that he could find eight silver
Links made just the same.
Well, twenty five and eight, you see,
Add up to thirty three,
Which this year marks our married love,
In anniversary.
But eight links didn't seem enough
To make it worth his while,
As Gerry felt a bracelet
Might make old Sellar smile.
So, Frank then ordered nine more links
Of silver in a chain,
To represent our children and
Configured just the the same.
Now, Gerry has a matching set,
That suits her mighty fine:
The necklace chain of thirty three,
And bracelet of nine.
(For our thirty-third wedding anniversary, April 21,1984, Buenos Aires, Argentina.)
poem by Frank V. Gardner
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Auf Wiedersehen
Au revoir, auf wiedersehen
You wont see another morning
You wont see another evening
Good night
Buenos noches o senor
Senorita see ya later
Buenos noches bye-bye
There are many here among us
You feel that life is a joke
And for you we sing this final song
For you there is no hope
Sayonara oh suicide hari kari
Kamikaze you wont
See another evening
Goodbye
Bye-bye so long, farewell
See you later....suicide
Suicide
Suicide
Suicide
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Mi Buen Amor
Mi buen amor
Hay amores que se esfuman con los aos
Hay amores que su llama sigue viva
Los inciertos que son rosa y son espina
Y hay amores de los buenos come t?
Hay amores que se siembran y florecen
Hay amores que terminan en sequa
Los que traen desengaos en la vida
Y hay amores de los buenos como t?
Mi amor, mi buen amor, mi delirio
No prentendas que te olvide as? no ms
Que tu amor fue mar cuando sedienta
Me arrime a tu puerto a descansar
Que tu amor, amor solo el que un da
En tu pecho vida ma, me dio la felicidad
Hay amores que nos llevan al abismo
Hay amores que jams se nos olvidan
Los que dan toda ternura y fantasa
Son amores de los buenos como t?
Mi amor, mi buen amor, mi delirio
No pretendas que sea poco mi penar
Que tu amor fue luz de pleno da
Cuando todo era oscuridad
Que tu amor, amor solo el que un dia
En tu pecho, vida ma... me dio la felicidad ...
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Argentna
Argentina.
When I got up and looked out of the window the village was
floating on a cloud. I walked to where the cloud ended and
saw the pampas of Argentine and horses galloping in a circle
around a dead cypress. The horses looked tired and starved,
but could not stop their senseless galloping around the tree.
There were also many dead foals trampled down in the dust.
I was in Buenos Aires once, remember a great ballroom and
a big marble staircase I saw the dictator’s wife walk down it.
She was dressed in white and striking at a distance, but close
up she looked hollow eyed and her skin was yellow. A band
played wiener waltzes, officers and their women danced with
decorum. It was only when thousand guitars struck up a cord,
music born from paucity and dreams to break free and flee,
the dictator’s lady smiled and looked young again.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Me Da Igual
Me da igual, me da igual
Que me hablen de la vida
O de la muerte tambin
Me da igual, me da igual
que me hablen de los buenos
O de los malos tambin. . . .
Se acabaron los refuerzos
De una guerra siempre injusta
Hoy slo quedan los desechos de las almas justas
Se acabaron los amigos
Se acabaron los vecinos
Hoy slo quedan los sucesos de los asesinos
coro:
Me da igual, me da igual
Que me hablen de la vida
O de la muerte tambin
Me da igual, me da igual
Que me hablen de los buenos
O de los malos tambin. . . .
Se acabaron los valores
De la sangre y del pota
Hoy slo quedan los residuos de una patria muerta
Ya acabaron con el mundo
Ya acabaron con los hijos
Hoy solo quedan los recuerdos de los aos vivos
coro (X2)
Me da igual, me da igual
Que me hablen de la vida
O de la muerte tambin
Me da igual, me da igual
Que ma hablen de los buenos
O de los malos tambin
Me da igual, me da igual
Me da igual, me da igual
Que me hablen de la vida
O de la muerte tambin
Se acabaron los refuerzos
De una guerra siempre injusta
Hoy slo quedan los desechos de las almas justas
Se acabaron los amigos
Se acabaron los vecinos
Hoy slo quedan los sucesos de los asesinos
Me da igual, me da igual
Que ma hablen de los buenos
O de los malos tambin
song performed by by Juanes
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When I did small films like Lily and Buenos Vista, everyone thought my career would be ruined.
quote by Leslie Caron
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