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 lesbian and I a queen
I lived for Sunday in my tightest fitting jeans
While she read _The Well of Loneliness_ and _Plexus_
But now I go to potlucks where the is rather bleak
And I've joined a new support group that meets every other
While she lives to go out with her hair done up in curls
getting hard to tell the boys from the girls
Once a time when life was crystal clear
Each of us had favorite music we to hear
While I went dancing to Sylvester down in Key West year
She went to music festivals to worship Near (Imagine my
surprise)
But now our tastes in music have completely turned
And now instead of Michigan she goes to
While I play Alix Dobkin on my Walkman now and then (Gee,
an Amazon)
It's getting hard to tell the women 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 frowned upon my lifestyle with and every trick
But now my sex adventures, though still fun, are rather
While she's discovered JoAnn Loulan and 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
You'll yourself dropped on a shelf
upon a time when life was black and white
I used to do the drag to be famous for a night
While she drank her without a glass and looked for Mrs.

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

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