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 when life was simple and serene
My roommate was a lesbian and I a queen
I lived for Sunday brunches in my fitting jeans
While she read _The of Loneliness_ and _Plexus_ magazine
But now I go to potlucks where the food is bleak
And I've a new support group that meets every other weeks
While she lives to go out dancing with her hair done up in
It's getting hard to tell the from the girls
Once upon a time life was crystal clear
Each of us had favorite music we preferred to
While I went dancing to down in Key West every year
She went to music festivals to Holly Near (Imagine my
surprise)
But now our tastes in music have turned around
And now of Michigan she goes to Provincetown
While I Alix Dobkin on my Walkman now and then (Gee, you're
an Amazon)
It's getting to tell the women from the men
One upon a 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 could my pick
While she frowned my lifestyle with each and every trick
But now my sex adventures, though still fun, are tame
While she's discovered JoAnn Loulan and she'll never be the
Cause she dates a lot of women and she buys toys
It's getting hard to tell the girls from the
they change
Fashions 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 drag shows to be 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 only one who out in a dress
And I'm wearing all her shirts and sandals, I confess
And now she smokes Slims instead of Lucky Strikes
It's getting hard to the boys from girls
to tell the men from women
Hard to tell the faggots from the
Now if all of appears to show that everyone's gone mad
only part and parcel of a somewhat larger fad
Look no further than the of gold 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 in this lyric not to use it. Cut me some slack, ok?
-RR)