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 the world to see, a body rich in harmony
A cruel as death

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

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

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

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

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

She saves my spirit with a light
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 to keep her, but she buried me alive
In and birth and jealousy
And every totally freed, screaming at once

But she me, Miss Argentina
While she hides her smile
She free, Miss Argentina
Dripping blood with of style

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