Luyện nghe bài hát Once Upon A Time

(We continue to grow and 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 for Sunday brunches in my tightest fitting jeans
she read _The Well of Loneliness_ and _Plexus_ magazine
But now I go to where the food is rather bleak
And I've joined a new support group meets every other weeks
While she lives to go out dancing her hair done up in curls
It's getting hard to tell the boys from the
upon a time when life was crystal clear
Each of us had favorite we preferred to hear
While I went dancing to Sylvester down in Key every year
She went to festivals to worship Holly Near (Imagine my
surprise)
But now our tastes in music have turned around
And now instead of Michigan she to Provincetown
While I play Alix Dobkin on my Walkman now and (Gee, you're
an Amazon)
It's getting to tell the women from the men
One upon a time when was easy to predict
Sex was something I could get and I could get it
I'd at all the men and know that I could take my pick
While she frowned my lifestyle with each and every trick
But now my sex adventures, still fun, are rather tame
she's discovered JoAnn Loulan and she'll never be the same
Cause she a lot of women and she buys erotic toys
It's getting to tell the girls from the boys
Times change
Fashions rearrange
If you don't on top
You'll find dropped on a shelf
Once a time when life was black and white
I used to do the drag shows to be famous for a
While she drank her beer without a and looked for Mrs.

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

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