Luyện nghe bài hát Aguacatona (english)

Hold the pigeon, keep the
the fly
That if you have
In the Zeta with Stylite
a bit dry
No one her, she is all a goal
As a trophy in
As a to the top
a good long homerun
Behind her is a fan Palgas
And she shakes, and my pigeon
Think of things
Pa 'que no
With its high-voltage
And her lace
She is the
what castor
With its Stylite Rome
Watering to 'the smell in the
I saw her, saw her as
And me in the disco
Guilla'o by
And I throw like a

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

"Oh, baby, hush!
rubbing! "

Diablo, was foul ball ...
Moreover, by means of ...
I tira'o with a rocket launcher ...

(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids them 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
me a shot of rum
Pa the son
That this stubborn that estilla
Any devil
For my mother to the brides
For married women, and to the
I'm a hundred miles without control
Now I outshine the Armor-All
With the rather high
Because the night is
And if it fine, goes palga

Mira, mira,
For, partner,
You go more violent than Sylvester
Low of action, my brother
no hurry ...
(But I a cheese!)
Look, Bobby, it
Look, you come in.
You you take the
You see three pieces of gum
Pa down the smell of cigarette
First, it that no corillo
That this alone, and if walks
Well, you Guillas of the
You go from the back, this cargo
Listo pa up cemetery
Reunion, and slow, do not say
Your maw and swallows, which will the saga

And I let go as if at
We our masses
In a fat bar
The skin muddy 'in sauce
She curándome as any
Squeezing the leather as
All a chimera, a mixture 'with bag
We dancing all night
I came out dark circles
I did the witch
As goldfish in fish left me floating
Heating the broth, directly to the
no time, as you know
The is as low slow
Blow your breath minty
Well guayadito to Kenton
Well, when I'm going to
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 them 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!)