Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Argentina

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

She a fantasy she hasn't tested yet
She looks in every mirror to her silhouette
The turning heads, the horns
Gave proof to her, since she was
That is her game

She loves me, Miss
Though she behind her smile
She runs free, Argentina
blood with lots of style

She loves to stay in bed and watch the movies
She wants a husband who will worship and
The that she enjoys like children's games and football toys
She laughs without

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

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

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

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

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

She's lovely, Argentina
A without a frame
easy, Miss Argentina
But Venus is a game