Song | At Seventeen |
Artist | Janis Ian |
Album | Up 'Til Now |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Janis Ian |
[00:00.514] | 作词 : Janis Ian |
[00:01.544] | at seventeen |
[00:03.602] | 一峰至爱Janis Ian |
[00:07.496] | i learned the truth at seventeen |
[00:11.507] | that love was meant for beauty queens |
[00:14.446] | and high school girls with clear siknned smiles |
[00:20.461] | who married young and then retired |
[00:23.491] | the valentines i never knew |
[00:31.149] | the friday night charades of youth |
[00:35.885] | were spent on one more beautiful |
[00:39.571] | at seventeen i learned the truth |
[00:47.37] | and those of us with ravaged faces |
[00:50.781] | lacking in the social graces |
[00:54.824] | desperately remained at home |
[00:58.707] | inventing lovers on the phone |
[01:02.552] | who called to say come dance with me" |
[01:07.197] | and murmured vague obscenities |
[01:11.128] | it isn't all it seems at seventeen |
[01:17.987] | a brown-eyed girl in hand me downs |
[01:22.419] | whose name i never could pronounce |
[01:25.736] | said"pity please the ones who serve, |
[01:30.499] | they only get what they deserve" |
[01:36.941] | and the rich relationed home town queen |
[01:41.496] | marries into what she needs |
[01:44.707] | with a guarantee of company and haven for the elderly |
[01:56.526] | remember those who with the game |
[02:00.397] | lose the love they sought to gain |
[02:03.981] | in debentures of quality and dubious integrity |
[02:11.720] | the small town eyes would gape at you in dull surprise |
[02:18.24] | when payment due exceeds accounts received at seventeen |
[03:19.514] | to those of us who knew the pain |
[03:23.535] | of valentines that never came |
[03:27.994] | and those whose names were never called |
[03:31.685] | when choosing sides for basketball |
[03:38.544] | it was long ago and far away |
[03:42.682] | the world was younger than today |
[03:47.365] | and dreams were all they gave for free |
[03:51.02] | to ugly duckling girls like me |
[03:57.498] | we all played the game and when we dared |
[04:01.903] | to cheat ourselves at solitaire |
[04:05.631] | inverting lovers on the phone |
[04:09.376] | repenting other lives unknown |
[04:12.933] | they call and say "come dance with me" |
[04:17.66] | and murmur vague obscenities |
[04:21.872] | at ugly girls like me--at seventeen |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Janis Ian |
[00:00.514] | zuo ci : Janis Ian |
[00:01.544] | at seventeen |
[00:03.602] | yi feng zhi ai Janis Ian |
[00:07.496] | i learned the truth at seventeen |
[00:11.507] | that love was meant for beauty queens |
[00:14.446] | and high school girls with clear siknned smiles |
[00:20.461] | who married young and then retired |
[00:23.491] | the valentines i never knew |
[00:31.149] | the friday night charades of youth |
[00:35.885] | were spent on one more beautiful |
[00:39.571] | at seventeen i learned the truth |
[00:47.37] | and those of us with ravaged faces |
[00:50.781] | lacking in the social graces |
[00:54.824] | desperately remained at home |
[00:58.707] | inventing lovers on the phone |
[01:02.552] | who called to say come dance with me" |
[01:07.197] | and murmured vague obscenities |
[01:11.128] | it isn' t all it seems at seventeen |
[01:17.987] | a browneyed girl in hand me downs |
[01:22.419] | whose name i never could pronounce |
[01:25.736] | said" pity please the ones who serve, |
[01:30.499] | they only get what they deserve" |
[01:36.941] | and the rich relationed home town queen |
[01:41.496] | marries into what she needs |
[01:44.707] | with a guarantee of company and haven for the elderly |
[01:56.526] | remember those who with the game |
[02:00.397] | lose the love they sought to gain |
[02:03.981] | in debentures of quality and dubious integrity |
[02:11.720] | the small town eyes would gape at you in dull surprise |
[02:18.24] | when payment due exceeds accounts received at seventeen |
[03:19.514] | to those of us who knew the pain |
[03:23.535] | of valentines that never came |
[03:27.994] | and those whose names were never called |
[03:31.685] | when choosing sides for basketball |
[03:38.544] | it was long ago and far away |
[03:42.682] | the world was younger than today |
[03:47.365] | and dreams were all they gave for free |
[03:51.02] | to ugly duckling girls like me |
[03:57.498] | we all played the game and when we dared |
[04:01.903] | to cheat ourselves at solitaire |
[04:05.631] | inverting lovers on the phone |
[04:09.376] | repenting other lives unknown |
[04:12.933] | they call and say " come dance with me" |
[04:17.66] | and murmur vague obscenities |
[04:21.872] | at ugly girls like meat seventeen |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Janis Ian |
[00:00.514] | zuò cí : Janis Ian |
[00:01.544] | at seventeen |
[00:03.602] | yī fēng zhì ài Janis Ian |
[00:07.496] | i learned the truth at seventeen |
[00:11.507] | that love was meant for beauty queens |
[00:14.446] | and high school girls with clear siknned smiles |
[00:20.461] | who married young and then retired |
[00:23.491] | the valentines i never knew |
[00:31.149] | the friday night charades of youth |
[00:35.885] | were spent on one more beautiful |
[00:39.571] | at seventeen i learned the truth |
[00:47.37] | and those of us with ravaged faces |
[00:50.781] | lacking in the social graces |
[00:54.824] | desperately remained at home |
[00:58.707] | inventing lovers on the phone |
[01:02.552] | who called to say come dance with me" |
[01:07.197] | and murmured vague obscenities |
[01:11.128] | it isn' t all it seems at seventeen |
[01:17.987] | a browneyed girl in hand me downs |
[01:22.419] | whose name i never could pronounce |
[01:25.736] | said" pity please the ones who serve, |
[01:30.499] | they only get what they deserve" |
[01:36.941] | and the rich relationed home town queen |
[01:41.496] | marries into what she needs |
[01:44.707] | with a guarantee of company and haven for the elderly |
[01:56.526] | remember those who with the game |
[02:00.397] | lose the love they sought to gain |
[02:03.981] | in debentures of quality and dubious integrity |
[02:11.720] | the small town eyes would gape at you in dull surprise |
[02:18.24] | when payment due exceeds accounts received at seventeen |
[03:19.514] | to those of us who knew the pain |
[03:23.535] | of valentines that never came |
[03:27.994] | and those whose names were never called |
[03:31.685] | when choosing sides for basketball |
[03:38.544] | it was long ago and far away |
[03:42.682] | the world was younger than today |
[03:47.365] | and dreams were all they gave for free |
[03:51.02] | to ugly duckling girls like me |
[03:57.498] | we all played the game and when we dared |
[04:01.903] | to cheat ourselves at solitaire |
[04:05.631] | inverting lovers on the phone |
[04:09.376] | repenting other lives unknown |
[04:12.933] | they call and say " come dance with me" |
[04:17.66] | and murmur vague obscenities |
[04:21.872] | at ugly girls like meat seventeen |