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 married and then retired

The I never knew
The Friday charades of youth
Were spent on one more
At seventeen I learned the

And of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social
remained at home
Inventing on the phone

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

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

And the rich relationed hometown
Marries into what she
With a of company
And for the elderly

So remember who win the game
the love they sought to gain
In debentures of quality and dubious

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

To of us who knew the pain
Of valentines that never
And those names were never called
When choosing sides for

It was long ago and far
The world was younger than
dreams were all they gave for free
To ugly duckling girls me

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

call and say, "Come on, dance with me"
And murmur vague
At ugly like me at seventeen