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 valentines I never
The Friday night charades of
Were on one more beautiful
At I learned the truth...
And those of us ravaged faces
in the social graces
Desperately at home
lovers on the phone
Who called to say "come with me"
And murmured obscenities
It isn't all it at seventeen...
A brown eyed girl in me downs
Whose I never could pronounce
Said: "Pity please the ones who
only get what they deserve"
The rich relationed queen
into what she needs
With a of company
And for the elderly...
So those who win the game
Lose the love they to gain
In debitures of quality and integrity
Their small-town eyes gape at you
In dull when payment due
Exceeds accounts at seventeen...
To those of us who knew the
Of valentines never came
And those whose names were never
When choosing for basketball
It was ago and far away
the world was younger today
when dreams all they gave for free
to duckling girls like me...
We all play the game, and we dare
We cheat ourselves at
lovers on the phone
Repenting other unknown
That call and say: "Come on, dance me"
And vague obscenities
At ugly girls me, at seventeen...