Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Argentina

Her skin is copper and her is Spanish red
Her vibe is till her anger kills 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 horns
Gave proof to her, she was born
That is her game

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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