Celine Dion — At Seventeen | караоке, минус + текст песни

I learned a truth at seventeen That love was meant for beauty queens And high school girls with clear skin smiles Who married young and then retired. The valentines I never knew The Friday night charades of you Were spent on the one more beautiful At seventeen I learned the truth. And those of us with ravished faces Lacking in the social graces Desperately remained at home Inventing lovers on the phone Who called to say, "Come dance with me" But 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 police the ones who serve. They only get what they deserve." And the rich relation hometown queen Marries into what she needs With a guarantee of company And a haven for the elderly. Remember those who win the game Lose the love they sought to gain And ebb in shoes of quality And dubious integrity The small town lies will keep a tune But all surprise when payment due Exceeds accounts received at seventeen. To those of us who knew 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 When 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 Who call and say, "Come dance with me" And murmur vague obscenities At ugly girls like me at seventeen. Thank you very much. Thank you.