Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Argentina

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

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

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

She loves to in bed and watch the movies play
She wants a who will worship and obey
The moods that she enjoys like games and football toys
She without shame

She the military and the Rolling Stones
Her little brother has a from Ramones
She's shy and sensitive and know 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 my spirit with a humanistic light
She's greedy, lazy and to like
She sexually and she's afraid of many things
being alone

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

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

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