| Song | Miss Argentina |
| Artist | Iggy Pop |
| Album | Avenue B |
| 作词 : Pop | |
| Her skin is copper and her voice is | |
| Spanish red | |
| Her vibe is golden till her anger kills it dead | |
| She wants the world to see, a body rich in harmony | |
| A mouth cruel as death | |
| She rides a fantasy she hasn't tested yet | |
| She looks in every mirror to check her silhouette | |
| The turning heads, the honking horns | |
| Gave proof to her, since she was born | |
| That love is her game | |
| She loves me, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| Though she hides behind her smile | |
| She runs free, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| Dripping blood with lots of style | |
| She loves to stay in bed and watch the movies play | |
| She wants a husband who will worship and obey | |
| The moods that she enjoys like children's games and football toys | |
| She laughs without shame | |
| She likes the military and the | |
| Rolling Stones | |
| Her little brother has a | |
| T-shirt from | |
| RamonesShe's shy and sensitive and doesn't know the tougher games | |
| But boy can she love | |
| She's easy, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| A masterpiece without a frame | |
| She runs free, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| But Venus is a dangerous game | |
| She saves my spirit with a humanistic light | |
| She's greedy, lazy and impossible to like | |
| She dresses sexually and she's afraid of many things | |
| Like being alone | |
| She's back with mother now, she's over twenty-five | |
| I tried to keep her, but she buried me alive | |
| In love and birth and jealousy | |
| And every emotion totally freed, screaming at once | |
| But she loves me, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| While she hides behind her smile | |
| She runs free, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| Dripping blood with lots of style | |
| She's lovely, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| A masterpiece without a frame | |
| She's easy, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| But Venus is a dangerous game |
| zuò cí : Pop | |
| Her skin is copper and her voice is | |
| Spanish red | |
| Her vibe is golden till her anger kills it dead | |
| She wants the world to see, a body rich in harmony | |
| A mouth cruel as death | |
| She rides a fantasy she hasn' t tested yet | |
| She looks in every mirror to check her silhouette | |
| The turning heads, the honking horns | |
| Gave proof to her, since she was born | |
| That love is her game | |
| She loves me, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| Though she hides behind her smile | |
| She runs free, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| Dripping blood with lots of style | |
| She loves to stay in bed and watch the movies play | |
| She wants a husband who will worship and obey | |
| The moods that she enjoys like children' s games and football toys | |
| She laughs without shame | |
| She likes the military and the | |
| Rolling Stones | |
| Her little brother has a | |
| Tshirt from | |
| RamonesShe' s shy and sensitive and doesn' t know the tougher games | |
| But boy can she love | |
| She' s easy, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| A masterpiece without a frame | |
| She runs free, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| But Venus is a dangerous game | |
| She saves my spirit with a humanistic light | |
| She' s greedy, lazy and impossible to like | |
| She dresses sexually and she' s afraid of many things | |
| Like being alone | |
| She' s back with mother now, she' s over twentyfive | |
| I tried to keep her, but she buried me alive | |
| In love and birth and jealousy | |
| And every emotion totally freed, screaming at once | |
| But she loves me, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| While she hides behind her smile | |
| She runs free, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| Dripping blood with lots of style | |
| She' s lovely, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| A masterpiece without a frame | |
| She' s easy, | |
| Miss Argentina | |
| But Venus is a dangerous game |