Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Argentina

Her skin is copper and her voice is red
Her vibe is golden till her kills it dead
She wants the world to see, a body in harmony
A mouth as death

She rides a fantasy she hasn't yet
She looks in mirror to check her silhouette
The turning heads, the honking
Gave proof to her, she was born
That love is her

She me, Miss Argentina
Though she behind her smile
She free, Miss Argentina
Dripping blood lots of style

She loves to stay in bed and watch the play
She wants a husband who will worship and
The moods that she enjoys like children's games and toys
She laughs shame

She likes the military and the Rolling
Her little brother has a from Ramones
She's shy and sensitive and doesn't know the tougher
But boy can she

easy, Miss Argentina
A without a frame
She free, Miss Argentina
But is a dangerous game

She saves my spirit with a humanistic
She's greedy, lazy and impossible to
She sexually and she's afraid of many things
being alone

She's back with now, she's over twenty-five
I to keep her, but she buried me alive
In love and birth and
And every emotion totally freed, screaming at

But she me, Miss Argentina
While she hides her smile
She runs free, Miss
Dripping blood with of style

She's lovely, Miss
A masterpiece without a
She's easy, Argentina
But is a dangerous game