Luyện nghe bài hát At Seventeen

I learned the at seventeen
That love was meant for queens
And school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married and then retired
The valentines I never
The night charades of youth
spent on one more beautiful
At I learned the truth...
And those of us with ravaged
Lacking in the social
Desperately at home
Inventing lovers on the
Who called to say "come with me"
And vague obscenities
It all it seems at seventeen...
A brown eyed in hand me downs
Whose I never could pronounce
"Pity please the ones who serve
They get what they deserve"
The rich hometown queen
into what she needs
With a guarantee of
And for the elderly...
So those who win the game
Lose the they sought to gain
In debitures of and dubious integrity
Their small-town will gape at you
In dull surprise when due
Exceeds received at seventeen...
To those of us who the pain
Of valentines that came
And those names were never called
choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far
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
We cheat at solitaire
Inventing on the phone
Repenting other lives
That call and "Come on, dance with me"
And murmur vague
At ugly girls me, at seventeen...