[00:09.06]I learned the truth at seventeen_ That love was meant for beauty queens[00:16.68]And high school girls with clear skinned smiles who married young and then retired[00:29.49]The valentines I never knew, the friday nights, charades of youth[00:36.60]Were spent on one more beautiful_ At seventeen I learned the truth[00:49.35]And those of us with ravaged faces, lacking in the social graces[00:56.31]Desp'ratly re[mained at home inventing lovers on the phone[01:03.06]Who called and say "come dance with me" and murmured vague obscenities[01:12.84]It isn't all it seems at seventeen[01:20.25]A brown eyed girl in hand-me-downs, whose name I never could pronounce said[01:28.86]"Pity, please, the ones who serve, they only get what they deserve.[01:41.07]The rich relationed home-town queen marries into what she needs[01:47.67]A guarantee of company and haven for the elderly"[02:01.71]Remember those who win the game, lose the love they sought to gain[02:09.18]In debentures of quality and dubious integrity_[02:16.26]Their small town eyes will gape at you in dull surprise when payment due[02:24.84]Exceeds accounts received at seventeen[02:29.22]To those of us who know the pain of valentines that never came,[02:52.92]And those whose name were never called when choosing side at basketball[03:00.06]It was long ago and far away_ The world was younger than today[03:12.69]And dreams were all they gave for free to ugly duckling girls like me[03:25.41]We all play the game and when we dare to cheat ourselves at solitaire[03:31.86]Inventing lovers on the phone, repenting other lives unknown[03:40.35]That call and say "Come dance with me", and murmur vague obscenities[03:45.66]At ugly girls like me, at seventeen