Luyện nghe bài hát At Seventeen

I learned the at seventeen
love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned
Who married young and then
The I never knew
The Friday night charades of
spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I the truth...
And those of us with faces
Lacking in the graces
Desperately at home
Inventing lovers on the
Who called to say "come dance me"
And murmured vague
It isn't all it at seventeen...
A brown eyed in hand me downs
name I never could pronounce
Said: "Pity the ones who serve
They only get they deserve"
The rich relationed hometown
Marries into what she
a guarantee of company
And for the elderly...
So remember those who win the
Lose the love they sought to
In of quality and dubious integrity
small-town eyes will gape at you
In dull surprise payment due
accounts received at seventeen...
To of us who knew the pain
Of valentines that never
And those whose names never called
When sides for basketball
It was long ago and far
the was younger than today
when were all they gave for free
to ugly girls like me...
We all play the game, and when we
We ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the
Repenting lives unknown
That call and "Come on, dance with me"
And murmur obscenities
At girls like me, at seventeen...