paroles de chanson At Seventeen - Ray Conniff & Jackie Ward
I
learned
the
truth
At
Seventeen
That
Love
was
meant
For
Beauty
Queens
And
High
School
Girls
With
clear
skinned
smiles
Who
married
young
and
then
retired.
The
Valentines
I
never
knew
The
Friday
Night
charades
of
youth
Were
spent
on
one
more
beautiful
At
Seventeen
I
learned
the
truth.
And
those
of
Us
with
ravaged
faces
Lacking
in
the
social
graces
Desperately
remained
at
Home
Inventing
Lovers
on
the
phone
Who
called
to
say
Come
Dance
with
Me
And
murmured
vague
obscenities
It
isn't
all
it
seems
At
Seventeen.
A
Brown
Eyed
Girl
in
hand
Me
downs
Whose
Name
I
never
could
pronounce
Said,
"Pity
please
the
ones
who
serve
They
only
get
what
They
deserve."
The
rich
relationed
Hometown
Queen
Marries
into
what
She
needs
A
guarantee
of
company
And
Haven
for
the
elderly.
Remember
Those
who
win
the
game
Lose
The
Love
they
sought
to
gain
In
debentures
of
quality
And
dubious
integrity.
Their
small
town
eyes
will
gape
at
You
In
dull
surprise
when
payment
due
Exceeds
accounts
Received
At
Seventeen.
(MUSIC)
To
those
of
Us
who
know
the
pain
Of
Valentines
that
never
came,
And
those
whose
Names
Were
never
called
When
choosing
sides
for
basketball.
It
was
long
ago
and
far
away
The
World
was
younger
than
today
And
dreams
were
all
They
gave
for
free
To
ugly
duckling
Girls,
Like
Me.
We
all
play
The
Game
And
when
We
dare
To
cheat
Ourselves
at
solitaire
Inventing
Lovers
on
the
phone
Repenting
other
lives
unknown
That
call
and
say,
Come
Dance
With
Me
And
murmur
vague
obscenities
At
Ugly
Girls
Like
Me
At
Seventeen.
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