Don’t Cry For Me, Carolina

I sent some emails, and I got caught
Now my presidential plans are all for naught
All because some damned reporter met me at the plane

I said I’d be hiking Appalachia
But it was really Argentina
To spend time with my mistress
Who gives “magnificently gentle kisses”

With eyes that “softly glow…
With the special nature of her soul.”
How could I help but lose control?

Don’t cry for me, Carolina
The truth is I never left you
OK, maybe a few times
For Buenos Aires
I was your leader
Now I’m the Luv Guv

I’ll pay for the flights, on that you can count
I’ll ask Maria to make withdrawals
She’s got “a full tank of love
In her emotional bank account”

What do you see, when you see me?
A man who had it all made
Then threw it all away just so he could get laid

I followed my heart, what did it get me?
Humiliation and a public outcry
At least she’s not a hooker or a guy

Don’t cry for me, Carolina
The truth is I never left you
OK, maybe a few times
For Buenos Aires
I lost the statehouse
For the doghouse

Have I said too much?
There’s nothing more I can think of to say to you.
But all you have to do is look at me to know
That every word is true*

* Actual Andrew Lloyd Webber lyrics

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