Luyện nghe bài hát At Seventeen

I the truth at seventeen
love was meant for beauty queens
And high girls with clear-skinned smiles
Who young and then retired

The valentines I knew
The Friday night of youth
spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I the truth

And of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the graces
Desperately at home
lovers on the phone

Who to say, "Come dance with me"
And vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at

A girl in hand-me-downs
Whose I never could pronounce
Said, "Pity, please, the ones who
'Cause they get what they deserve"

And the rich hometown queen
Marries what she needs
a guarantee of company
And haven for the

So those who win the game
Lose the love they sought to
In of quality and dubious integrity

Their small town eyes will at you
In dull when payment due
accounts received at seventeen

To of us who knew the pain
Of that never came
And those whose names were never
When choosing for basketball

It was ago and far away
The was younger than today
When dreams were all they gave for
To ugly duckling like me

We all the game and when we dare
To ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the
Repenting other lives

They call and say, "Come with me"
And vague obscenities
At ugly girls like me at