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and must not be

He began in the army out in Italy so

But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thin

Of the upper class

I want to be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

Stand back, Buenos Aires

But do you understand my point of view

Eight shows a week, two matinees

Watch me coming

For you to see me

This is crazy defeatist talk

To the poor, to the weak To the destitute of all complexions

Have I said too Much Henry Huaman

High flying, adored

Rolling, rolling, rolling Rolling, rolling, rolling

But that doesn't mean

How can you be so short-sighted

It's been an incredible success.

Monotony passed, suburbia departed

Don't ask any more.

We are forced to mark his card.

Don't think I don't think like you I often get those nightmares too

Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour!

Changed, in short they go bad

The money kept rolling out in all directions

Will you look upon me as your own?

So what are my chances of honest advances?

Be my angel, be my everything

If they hate you

Then a shy goodbye

The inconvenience

That's not the reason That I caught your eye

I'm bored, so clean and so ignored

I want to be rainbow high

to dazzle, or betray

And reckoned he'd do likewise

Sing, you fools, but you got it wrong

Can make your dreams come true

At sixes and sevens with you

Put me down for a lifetime of success

Scared to confess what I'm feeling

Of the well-to-do

She's not coming back to you!

For distance lends enchantment

They always take some swallowing

I've just unemployed you

I would never want to force your hand

Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour!

Will be justified by my foundation

I've suffered the way that you do

They stumble and fall.

Here's all you have to do, my friends

There's no risk There's no call for any action at all

She'll simply take control

Were there stars in your eyes,

A new Argentina

Someone has made us look fools

I'd be surprisingly good for you

She really brightened up your out of town engagement

I'd be surprisingly good for you.

Sometimes it's very difficult to keep Momentum, if it's you that you are following

So Christian Dior me

She has other interests

Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?

When will the chorus girl ever learn?

But first tell me who'd be delighted

So Lauren Bacall me! Anything goes

...with Colonel...

when a love affair dies.

Five years from now I shall come back

Affairs of state are her latest play

Are looking to you?

I send you the Rainbow of Argentina!

Exactly like you.

If I hadn't thought

Just what you expect me to do

How could he love me?

She's all they have

She's been out doing

But that's not the point, my friends