I learned the truth at seventeen Dm G7 that love was meant for beauty queens, C and high school girls with clear skinned smiles
who married young and then retired.
The valentines I never knew Dm G7 the Friday night charades of youth, C were spent on one more beautiful,
at seventeen I learned the truth.
Bridge: Eb Dm G7 And those of us with ravaged faces lacking in the social graces Cm7 Fm Cm7 Fm desperately remained at home inventing lovers on the phone, Ab G7 Cm7 Fm7 Dm who called to say come dance with me and murmured vague obscenities. G7 It isn't all it seems at seventeen.
2. Strophe C Dm A brown eyed girl in hand me downs G7 whose name I never could pronounce, C said, "Pity please the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve."
And the rich relationed hometown queen Dm G7 marries into what she needs with a guarantee of company, C and haven for the elderly. Eb Remember those who win the game Dm G7 lose the love they sought to gain, Cm7 Fm Cm7 Fm indebentures of quality, and dubious integrity, Ab G7 The small town eyes will gape at you Cm7 Fm7 Dm in dull surprise when payment due G7 Exceeds accounts received at seventeen.
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3. Strophe
To those of us who know the pain Dm G7 of valentines that never came, C and those whose names were never called
when choosing sides for basketball. Dm It was long ago and far away G7 the world was younger than today, C and dreams were all they gave for free
to ugly duckling girls like me.
4. Strophe Eb We all play the game when we dare Dm G7 to cheat ourselves at solitaire Cm7 Fm7 inventing lovers on the phone Cm7 Fm7 repenting other lives unknown Ab G7 Cm7 that call and say, come dance with me Fm7 Dm and murmur vague obscenities G7 At ugly girls like me at seventeen...