At Seventeen-Regine Velasquez

[ti:At Seventeen] [ar:Regine Velasquez] [al:Low Key] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.36]At Seventeen - Regine Velasquez [00:01.48]Written by：Janis Ian [00:02.40] [00:31.42]I learned the truth at seventeen [00:35.17] [00:36.44]That love was meant for beauty queens [00:40.47] [00:41.41]And high school girls with clear skinned smiles [00:44.84] [00:45.79]Who married young and then retired [00:49.28] [00:53.22]The valentines I never knew [00:57.09] [00:57.66]The Friday night charades of youth [01:02.05] [01:03.01]Were spent on those more beautiful [01:06.43] [01:07.70]At seventeen I learned the truth [01:13.10] [01:15.01]And those of us with ravaged faces [01:20.21]Lacking in the social graces [01:24.13]Desperately remained at home [01:27.68] [01:28.20]Inventing lovers on the phone [01:32.03] [01:32.62]Who called to say come dance with me [01:36.86] [01:37.85]And murmured vague obscenities [01:41.48] [01:42.72]It isn't all it seems at seventeen [01:48.19] [01:50.23]A brown eyed girl in hand me downs [01:54.27] [01:55.08]Whose name I never could pronounce [01:58.45] [01:58.96]Said pity please the ones who serve [02:03.06] [02:04.01]They only get what they deserve [02:08.39] [02:11.49]And the rich relationed hometown queen [02:15.76] [02:16.29]Marries into what she needs [02:20.34]With a guarantee of company [02:24.10] [02:25.77]And haven for the elderly [02:32.13] [02:33.62]Remember those who win the game [02:38.38]Lose the love they sought to gain [02:41.87] [02:42.41]In debentures of quality [02:46.17] [02:46.76]And dubious integrity [02:51.07]Their small town eyes will gape at you [02:55.60] [02:56.69]In dull surprise when payments due [03:00.00] [03:01.12]Exceed accounts received [03:03.38] [03:04.33]At seventeen [03:06.53] [03:08.69]To those of us who knew the pain [03:12.31] [03:13.58]Of valentines that never came [03:16.72] [03:18.06]And those whose names were never called [03:21.73] [03:22.86]When choosing sides for basketball [03:26.18] [03:29.93]It was long ago and far away [03:34.30] [03:34.88]The world was younger than today [03:39.38] [03:40.27]When dreams were all they gave for free [03:43.44] [03:44.88]To ugly duckling girls like me [03:49.65] [03:51.28]We all play the game and when we dare [03:57.04]To cheat ourselves at solitaire [04:00.97]Inventing lovers on the phone [04:05.25]Repeating other lives unknown [04:09.67]That call to say come dance with me [04:14.48] [04:15.23]And murmur vague obscenities [04:18.70] [04:19.88]At ugly girls like me at seventeen