Chantal Chamberland - At Seventeen Lyrics
That love was meant for beauty queensAnd high school girls with clear skinned smilesWho married young and then retiredThe valentines I never knewThe Friday night charades of youthWere spent on one more beautifulAt seventeen I learned the truth...And those of us with ravaged facesLacking in the social gracesDesperately remained at homeInventing lovers on the phoneWho called to say "come dance with me"And murmured vague obscenitiesIt isn't all it seems at seventeen...A brown eyed girl in hand me downsWhose name I never could pronounceSaid: "Pity please the ones who serveThey only get what they deserve"The rich relationed hometown queenMarries into what she needsWith a guarantee of companyAnd haven for the elderly...So remember those who win the gameLose the love they sought to gainIn debitures of quality and dubious integrityTheir small-town eyes will gape at youIn dull surprise when payment dueExceeds accounts received at seventeen...To those of us who knew the painOf valentines that never cameAnd those whose names were never calledWhen choosing sides for basketballIt was long ago and far awaythe world was younger than todaywhen dreams were all they gave for freeto ugly duckling girls like me...We all play the game, and when we dareWe cheat ourselves at solitaireInventing lovers on the phoneRepenting other lives unknownThat call and say: "Come on, dance with me"And murmur vague obscenitiesAt ugly girls like me, at seventeen...
