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 world to see, a body rich in
A mouth as death

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

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

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

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

She's easy, Argentina
A masterpiece without a
She free, Miss Argentina
But Venus is a game

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

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

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

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