Lyrics:

Ché:
Goodnight and thank you, Magaldi
You've completed your task
What more could we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on your way out the door
That will be all
If we need you, we'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehow

Eva:
Oh, but it's sad that when a love affair dies
The parting, the closing of doors
But we must be honest, stop fooling ourselves

Ché:
Which means 'Up yours!'

Ché Magaldi:
There is no one, no one 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

Ché:
Goodnight and thank you, whoever
She's in every magazine
Been photographed, seen, she is known
We don't like to rush but your case has been packed
If we've missed anything, you could give us a ring
But we don't always answer the phone

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 shared

Ché:
But Eva will not!

Ché, Eva, and Eva's suitors:
There is no one, no one 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

Ché:
Goodnight and thank you, whoever
We are grateful you've 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

Ché:
For God's sake, get out!

Eva's suitors:
Oh but this line's an embarrassing sight
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules

Ché:
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
It's all very well, but every girl knows
She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies

Eva's suitors:
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies