歌手:露云娜
专辑:《Rowena Cortes》

曲词：Janis Ian
I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was made for beauty queens and
High school girls with clear skinned smile
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 day"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 home-town 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
In debentures of quality and dubious integrity
Their small town eyes will gape at you
In dull surprise when payment's 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 bassketball
It was long ago and far away
The world was younger than today
And dreams were all they gave for free
(Sorry,there are no official Lrc)
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
It isn't all it seems at seventeen