Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Argentina

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

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

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

She to stay in bed and watch the movies play
She a husband who will worship and obey
The moods that she enjoys like children's 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 sensitive and doesn't the tougher games
But boy can she

She's easy, Miss
A masterpiece a frame
She runs free, Miss
But is a dangerous game

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

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

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

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