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