Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Argentina

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

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

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

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

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

She's easy, Miss
A without a frame
She runs free, Miss
But is a dangerous game

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

She's back with mother now, she's over
I tried to her, but she buried me alive
In love and and jealousy
And every totally freed, screaming at once

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

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