Teksty: Cyndi Lauper. Wanna Have Fun. Dear John.

Dear John, what's wrong ?
Why can't you just be anything you want ?
Why not ? Why not ?

I tried to tell you then
You didn't understand
They try and pigeonhole you
Buddy, they don't even know you

But hang on my dear, dear John
Maybe you're not just like everyone
So what, so what, yeah

And there's more to live for
Than some abbreviated encore
Much more, much more

You can't define yourself
In terms of someone else
You can't say what you're thinking ?
But I don't know what you've been drinking

But don't cry 'cause life, life, life goes on
Dear John, you could be anything you want
Why not ? Why not ?

Why, you could even be an astronaut
Dear John, dear John