Luyện nghe bài hát Once Upon A Time

(We continue to and evolve as a community. The changes are
surprising... and confusing.)
Once upon a time when life was and serene
My was a lesbian and I a happy queen
I lived for Sunday in my tightest fitting jeans
While she _The Well of Loneliness_ and _Plexus_ magazine
But now I go to potlucks where the is rather bleak
And I've joined a new support that meets every other weeks
While she lives to go out with her hair done up in curls
It's getting hard to tell the boys the girls
Once upon a time life was crystal clear
Each of us had favorite music we preferred to
While I went dancing to Sylvester in Key West every year
She went to music festivals to worship Near (Imagine my
surprise)
But now our in music have completely turned around
And now instead of she goes to Provincetown
While I play Alix Dobkin on my Walkman now and then (Gee,
an Amazon)
getting hard to tell the women from the men
One a time when life was easy to predict
Sex was something I could get and I get it quick
I'd look at all the men and know that I could my pick
While she upon my lifestyle with each and every trick
But now my sex adventures, still fun, are rather tame
While she's discovered JoAnn Loulan and she'll never be the
Cause she dates a lot of and she buys erotic toys
It's getting hard to tell the girls from the
Times they
rearrange themselves
If you stay on top
You'll find yourself on a shelf
Once upon a time when life was black and
I used to do the shows to be famous for a night
While she drank her beer without a and looked for Mrs.

I'd cruise the local customers just for a light
But now she is the only one who out in a dress
And I'm wearing all her shirts and sandals, I confess
And now she smokes Virginia Slims instead of Lucky
It's getting hard to tell the boys girls
Hard to tell the men women
Hard to tell the faggots from the
Now if all of this to show that everyone's gone mad
only part and parcel of a somewhat larger fad
Look no further than the glint of in many straight boys'

It's getting hard to tell the breeders* the queers
(* The term "breeders" is fading from usage as gay and
become more and more visible (see next song); however, it
fit too well in lyric not to use it. Cut me some slack, ok?
-RR)