(Che:) Goodnight
and thank you Huevo She is in every magazine Been photographed, seen, she
is known We don't like to rush, but your case has been packed If she's
missed anything, you could give her a ring But she won't always answer the
phone
(Eva:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies But we have
pretended enough It's best that we both stop fooling
ourselves
(Che:) Which means ...
Chorus:
(Che
and Eva:) There is noone, noone at all Never has been, and never will be a
lover, male or female Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on Tricks
they can try on their partner They're hoping their lover will help them or
keep them Support them, promote them Don't blame them, you're the
same
(Che:) Goodnight and thank you Emilio You've completed your
task What more can we ask of you now? Please sign the book on the way out
the door And that will be all, if she needs you she'll call But I don't
think that's likely somehow
(Eva:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair
dies But when we were hot, we were hot I know you'll look back on the good
times we've shared Which means ...
(chorus, substituting "blame
her" for "blame them", sung only by Che)
(Eva:) There is no soap,
no soap like Zaz No detergent, lotion, or oil with such power in the
shower It's the mother and father of luxury lather The talk of the bath,
the great ointment One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic You're scented,
you'll be sent
(Che:) Goodnight and thank you Senor Jabon We are
grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio We'll think of you every
time she's on the air We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way So do
up your trousers and go
(Eva:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair
dies The decline into silence and doubt Our passion was just too intense
to survive
(Che:) Which means ...
(Lovers:) This is a club I
should never have joined Someone has made us look fools Argentine men call
the sexual shots Someone has altered the rules
(Eva:) Fame on the
wireless as far as it goes Is all very well but every girl
knows
(Che:) She needs a man she can monopolize With fingers in
dozens of different pies
(Lovers:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair
dies
Madonna - Evita - 1996
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