Ava, 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 not become Changed, in short, they go bad But it's good for me, I'm bored So clean and so ignored I've only been predictable, respectable Birds fly out of here So why, why, why the hell can't I? I only want variety, not oriety I wanna be a part of being Buenos Aires, Big Apple She wants to be a part of being Buenos Aires, Big Apple 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 eye A magical city, a younger girl's city A fantasy long since put down All you've done to me was that, a young girl's fantasy I played your city games, all right, didn't I? I already know what cooks, how varieties, city views and looks I tasted it last night, didn't I? I'm gonna be a part of being Buenos Aires, Big Apple She's gonna be a part of being Buenos Aires, Big Apple Eva, beware your ambition It's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, will run wild This in a man is a danger 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 Thank you for watching!