Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I kept my promise
The terrorists advance,
be preserved.
Just a little touch...
Rolling in and out! Rolling in and out!
Don't ask any more
But all my grief disappeared
On this night...
Is look at me to know
Do all your one night stands
Please forgive me
My mad existence
Sleeping easy, doing nothing
Than to lose with a halo
But I would not advise those critics present
Would-be dictator.
If it's her that's using him
Things that I'm longing to say
- So what happens now? - Another suitcase in another hall.
I hate to sound childish, ungrateful
The truth is I shall not leave you
What's new, Buenos Aires?
Throw it high in the air And should our lady pick it
If you climb one more mountain
Some kind of coming home in triumph is required.
Installing the girl in the army H.Q.
Here and now.
Reaching for our common goals
DON'T CRY FOR MIA TORTILLA
Please, gentle Eva
Should see out the '40s
I came from the people
Of Argentina
People of Europe
On this night...
They had themselves a party at the point of a gun
I hope you know that
And governments fall like flies.
I was a desperate man
Opened up the doors
So go, if you're able
Ka-pow, die!
Plays for evermore.
There is only one man who can lead any workers' regime
You'll be sent
There's only 20 of them anyway
Birds fly out of here. So why, oh why, oh why the hell can't I?
They stumble and fall.
As we come together for a marvellous cause
Give your lover the very best
Eva Duarte?
You were just a back street girl
Of your wonderful societies of philanthropy
Ka-pow, die!
Would agree
He's exceptionally dim
Spain has fallen to the charms of Evita
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
displayed forever
I played your city games all right, didn't I?
- Nothing to shout about - One of the thousands
The people.
Some days are fine
We shall love through eternity
She wants to be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple.
We should give up our dream
Now, Eva, don't get carried away
Don
Forgive my intrusion
Rolling on in! Rolling on in!
At your tombolas
Bye, bye!
It's no crime for officers to do as they please
Why don't you be the man who discovered her?
But the news from Rome Isn't quite as good
What's that?
I was once as you are now,
She should get into her head
I believed in you
All I want to know
On this night of 1000 stars
Tell me before I waltz out of your life
Magaldi?
Though it seemed to the world
The things you do affect us all
All exiles
Have you ever seen me defeated?
In the morning with the trash
Nothing planned
She did nothing for years
On this night of 1000 stars
A new Argentina!
I've heard so much about you
- Where am I going to? - You'll get by, you always have before.
Don’t for BTC Argentina...