Teaching Mrs Tingle movie - At Seventeen lyrics

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Song by Tara MacLean<br /><br>

I learned the truth at seventeen<br>

That love was meant for beauty queens<br>

And high school girls with clear skinned smiles<br>

Who married young and then retired<br>

The valentines I never knew<br>

The Friday night charades of youth<br>

Were spent on one more beautiful<br>

At seventeen I learned the truth...<br>

And those of us with ravaged faces<br>

Lacking in the social graces<br>

Desperately remained at home<br>

Inventing lovers on the phone<br>

Who called to say "come dance with me"<br>

And murmured vague obscenities<br>

It isn't all it seems at seventeen...<br>

A brown eyed girl in hand me downs<br>

Whose name I never could pronounce<br>

Said: "Pity please the ones who serve<br>

They only get what they deserve"<br>

The rich relationed hometown queen<br>

Marries into what she needs<br>

With a guarantee of company<br>

And haven for the elderly...<br>

So remember those who win the game<br>

Lose the love they sought to gain<br>

In debitures of quality and dubious integrity<br>

Their small-town eyes will gape at you<br>

In dull surprise when payment due<br>

Exceeds accounts received at seventeen...<br>

To those of us who knew the pain<br>

Of valentines that never came<br>

And those whose names were never called<br>

When choosing sides for basketball<br>

It was long ago and far away<br>

the world was younger than today<br>

when dreams were all they gave for free<br>

to ugly duckling girls like me...<br>

We all play the game, and when we dare<br>

We cheat ourselves at solitaire<br>

Inventing lovers on the phone<br>

Repenting other lives unknown<br>

That call and say: "Come on, dance with me"<br>

And murmur vague obscenities<br>

At ugly girls like me, at seventeen...<br>

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