verse 1:
well, i walk inside just to fix my hair
and the girls at the mirror all start to stare
then they look back at their reflection
and we all compare
and it´s powder room politics
oh, oh, oh, powder room politics
yeah, powder room politics

verse 2:
while i wish i could wear this one girl´s size
another girl was wishing that she had my eyes
and we were all feeling worthless ´til i realized
it´s just powder room politics
oh, oh, oh, powder room politics
yeah, powder room politics

bridge:
oh, well, we feel like we´re not worth much in any scene
if we don´t look like the girls in magazines
and we´re all being robbed of our self-esteem

tag:
oh, oh, oh, powder room politics
yeah, powder room politics

verse 3:
well, i told that girl that she had nice eyes
and then i stopped worrying about my size
and as i left i was glad to leave the lies
of powder room politics
oh, oh, oh, powder room politics
yeah, powder room politics