Luyện nghe bài hát Once Upon A Time

(We continue to grow and evolve as a community. The are
surprising... and confusing.)
Once a time when life was simple and serene
My roommate was a and I a happy queen
I lived for Sunday brunches in my tightest fitting
she read _The Well of Loneliness_ 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 with her hair done up in curls
It's getting hard to tell the boys from the
Once upon a time when life was clear
Each of us had favorite we preferred to hear
While I went to Sylvester down in Key West every year
She went to festivals to worship Holly Near (Imagine my
surprise)
But now our tastes in music completely turned around
And now instead of she goes to Provincetown
While I play Dobkin on my Walkman now and then (Gee, you're
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 could get it
I'd look at all the men and know that I take my pick
she frowned upon 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 dates a lot of women and she buys erotic
It's hard to tell the girls from the boys
Times change
Fashions themselves
If you don't on top
You'll yourself dropped on a shelf
Once a time when life was black and white
I to do the drag shows to be famous for a night
While she drank her beer without a and looked for Mrs.

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

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