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 rich in
A mouth cruel as

She rides a fantasy she tested yet
She looks in every mirror to her silhouette
The turning heads, the horns
Gave to her, since she was born
That is her game

She loves me, Miss
Though she hides behind her
She runs free, Miss
Dripping blood with of style

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

She the military and the Rolling Stones
Her little brother has a T-shirt from
She's shy and and doesn't know the tougher games
But boy can she

She's easy, Miss
A masterpiece a frame
She free, Miss Argentina
But Venus is a dangerous

She saves my spirit with a humanistic
She's greedy, and impossible to like
She dresses sexually and she's afraid of many
Like alone

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

But she loves me, Miss
she hides behind her smile
She runs free, Argentina
Dripping with lots of style

She's lovely, Argentina
A masterpiece a frame
easy, Miss Argentina
But Venus is a game