Luyện nghe bài hát Aguacatona (english)

Hold the pigeon, the trumpet
the fly
That if you have
In the Catherine Zeta with
a bit dry
No one her, she is all a goal
As a trophy in
As a to the top
Like a long homerun
her is a fan club Palgas
And she shakes, and my Knock
Think of ugly
Pa no fight
With its nalgaje
And her lace
She is the
It's castor
With its Stylite Rome
to 'the smell in the lobby
I saw her, saw her as
And me in the disco
by Sisqo
And I throw like a

"Look, alone?"
Is there a moon, you be my wolf? "
I have a and I'm in a limo!
Inside it like pine!
Do not be afraid, I am a fine!
I anything!
Indeed, I shot the split!
Are you about the Chinese?
Do not get hysterical!
I dance like in "Fiesta En America", then! "

"Oh, baby, hush!
rubbing! "

Diablo, this was foul ...
Moreover, by of punch ...
I have with a rocket launcher ...

(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids give flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)
(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids give flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)

Okay, I stay on track

But I have more
Voy pa
Give me a of rum
Pa the son
this stubborn such that estilla
Any catches
For my mother to the brides
For married women, and to the
I'm going a miles without control
Now I will the Armor-All
With the rather high
the night is long
And if it goes fine, goes

Mira, mira,
For, partner,
You go more violent than Sylvester
Low levels of action, my
no hurry ...
(But I a cheese!)
Look, Bobby, it
Look, when you in.
You you take the
You see three of gum mint
Pa 'knock down the smell of
First, it ensures no corillo
this alone, and if someone walks
Well, you Guillas of the
You go from the back, where cargo
Listo pa 'kicking up
Reunion, and slow, do not say
Your maw and swallows, will begin the saga

And I let go as if at
We wrapped our
In a fat bar
The skin 'in sweat sauce
She as any nurse
the leather as cepeda
All a chimera, a mixture diablita bag
We were dancing all
Until I out dark circles
I did the witchcraft
As goldfish in bowl left me floating
Heating the broth, directly to the
Wasting no time, as you
The is as low slow
Blow your breath smell
Well to Freddy Kenton
Well, when I'm to talk
Pa 'ask the
He to escape
But I spreads
My shaving
This not make, pai

(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids give flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)
(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids give flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)