| Song | At Seventeen |
| Artist | 露云娜 |
| Album | Rowena Cortes |
| [00:02.45] | 曲词：Janis Ian |
| [00:09.07] | I learned the truth at seventeen |
| [00:13.28] | That love was made for beauty queens and |
| [00:18.06] | High school girls with clear skinned smile |
| [00:21.88] | Who married young and then retired |
| [00:27.18] | The valentines I never knew |
| [00:31.35] | The Friday night charades of youth were spent |
| [00:36.88] | On one more beautiful |
| [00:39.59] | At seventeen I learned the truth |
| [00:45.85] | And those of us with ravaged faces, |
| [00:50.26] | Lacking in the social graces |
| [00:53.57] | Desperately remained at home |
| [00:57.09] | Inventing lovers on the phone |
| [01:00.67] | Who called to day"Come dance with me," |
| [01:05.37] | And murmured vague obscenities |
| [01:09.46] | It isn't all it seems at seventeen |
| [01:15.59] | A brown-eyed girl in hand me-downs |
| [01:19.64] | Whose name I never could pronounce |
| [01:23.97] | Said,"Pity,please the ones who serve" |
| [01:28.19] | They only get what they deserve |
| [01:33.50] | The rich relationed home-town queen |
| [01:37.74] | Married into what she needs |
| [01:41.87] | A guarantee of company |
| [01:45.66] | And haven for the elderly |
| [01:51.85] | Remember those who win the game |
| [01:56.16] | Lose the love they sought to gain |
| [01:59.42] | In debentures of quality and dubious integrity |
| [02:06.87] | Their small town eyes will gape at you |
| [02:11.23] | In dull surprise when payment's due |
| [02:15.91] | Exceeds accounts received at seventeen. |
| [03:13.33] | To those of us who know the pain |
| [03:17.40] | Of valentines that never came |
| [03:21.53] | And those whose names were never called |
| [03:25.45] | When choosing sides for bassketball |
| [03:31.14] | It was long ago and far away |
| [03:35.71] | The world was younger than today |
| [03:39.63] | And dreams were all they gave for free |
| [03:43.97] | (Sorry,there are no official Lrc) |
| [03:49.24] | We all play the game and when we dare |
| [03:53.75] | To cheat ourselves at solitaire |
| [03:57.43] | Inventing lovers on the phone |
| [04:01.01] | Repenting other lives unknown |
| [04:04.83] | That call and say"Come dance with me" |
| [04:09.49] | And murmur vague obscenities |
| [04:13.01] | It isn't all it seems at seventeen |
| [00:02.45] | qū cí: Janis Ian |
| [00:09.07] | I learned the truth at seventeen |
| [00:13.28] | That love was made for beauty queens and |
| [00:18.06] | High school girls with clear skinned smile |
| [00:21.88] | Who married young and then retired |
| [00:27.18] | The valentines I never knew |
| [00:31.35] | The Friday night charades of youth were spent |
| [00:36.88] | On one more beautiful |
| [00:39.59] | At seventeen I learned the truth |
| [00:45.85] | And those of us with ravaged faces, |
| [00:50.26] | Lacking in the social graces |
| [00:53.57] | Desperately remained at home |
| [00:57.09] | Inventing lovers on the phone |
| [01:00.67] | Who called to day" Come dance with me," |
| [01:05.37] | And murmured vague obscenities |
| [01:09.46] | It isn' t all it seems at seventeen |
| [01:15.59] | A browneyed girl in hand medowns |
| [01:19.64] | Whose name I never could pronounce |
| [01:23.97] | Said," Pity, please the ones who serve" |
| [01:28.19] | They only get what they deserve |
| [01:33.50] | The rich relationed hometown queen |
| [01:37.74] | Married into what she needs |
| [01:41.87] | A guarantee of company |
| [01:45.66] | And haven for the elderly |
| [01:51.85] | Remember those who win the game |
| [01:56.16] | Lose the love they sought to gain |
| [01:59.42] | In debentures of quality and dubious integrity |
| [02:06.87] | Their small town eyes will gape at you |
| [02:11.23] | In dull surprise when payment' s due |
| [02:15.91] | Exceeds accounts received at seventeen. |
| [03:13.33] | To those of us who know the pain |
| [03:17.40] | Of valentines that never came |
| [03:21.53] | And those whose names were never called |
| [03:25.45] | When choosing sides for bassketball |
| [03:31.14] | It was long ago and far away |
| [03:35.71] | The world was younger than today |
| [03:39.63] | And dreams were all they gave for free |
| [03:43.97] | Sorry, there are no official Lrc |
| [03:49.24] | We all play the game and when we dare |
| [03:53.75] | To cheat ourselves at solitaire |
| [03:57.43] | Inventing lovers on the phone |
| [04:01.01] | Repenting other lives unknown |
| [04:04.83] | That call and say" Come dance with me" |
| [04:09.49] | And murmur vague obscenities |
| [04:13.01] | It isn' t all it seems at seventeen |