https://m.youtube/watch?v=-bhNz6saaE8 When I was seventeen, it was a very good year It was a very good year for small town girls And soft summer nights Wed hide from the lights On the village green When I was seventeen When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year It was a very good year for city girls Who lived up the stairs With perfumed hair That came undone When I was twenty-one When I was thirty-five, it was a very good year It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls Of independent means Wed ride in limousines Their chauffeurs would drive When I was thirty-five But now the days are short, Im in the autumn of my years And I think of my life as vintage wine From fine old kegs From the brim to the dregs It poured sweet and clear It was a very good year
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