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 was simple and serene
My roommate was a lesbian and I a happy
I lived for Sunday brunches in my tightest jeans
While she read _The Well of and _Plexus_ magazine
But now I go to potlucks where the food is bleak
And I've joined a new group that meets every other weeks
While she lives to go out dancing with her 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 music we preferred to hear
I went dancing to Sylvester down in Key West every year
She to music festivals to worship Holly Near (Imagine my
surprise)
But now our tastes in have completely turned around
And now of Michigan she goes to Provincetown
I play Alix Dobkin on my Walkman now and then (Gee, you're
an Amazon)
It's getting hard to tell the from the men
One upon a when life was easy to predict
Sex was something I get and I could get it quick
I'd look at all the men and know that I could take my
While she upon my lifestyle with each and every trick
But now my sex adventures, still fun, are rather tame
While discovered JoAnn Loulan and she'll never be the same
Cause she dates a lot of and she buys erotic toys
It's getting hard to tell the from the boys
they change
Fashions themselves
If you stay on top
find yourself dropped on a shelf
Once upon a time when life was black and
I used to do the shows to be famous for a night
she drank her beer without a glass 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 Slims instead of Lucky Strikes
It's getting hard to tell the boys girls
Hard to the men from women
to tell the faggots from the dykes
Now if all of this appears to show everyone's gone mad
It's only part and of a somewhat larger fad
Look no further than the glint of gold in many straight

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