What this song? It's old, I old have a few lyrics?

"I learned the truth at 17 that love was made for beauty queens, and high school girls with clear skin tones they marry young and than retire. We all play the game and when we dare cheat ourseleves in solitare." Inventing lovers on the phone......





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What this song? It's old, I old have a few lyrics?
It's called At 17 and it's by Janice Ian. It's a very beautiful song.
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Reply:Heres the lyrics to At Seventeen by Janis Ian. I love this song. I had a lonely high school life and I related to this song even though I am a guy.. The album version is a little longer and better than the radio version. It has a Classical guitar solo if I remember correctly.


AT SEVENTEEN


Janis Ian





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


Married 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


Indebentures of quality


And dubious integrity.


Their small town eyes will gape at you


in dull surprise when payment due


Exceeds accounts received


At seventeen.


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.