THE WONDERBRA SONG
by
Pam Ayres
I bought myself a Wonderbra 
For fourteen ninety nine,
It looked so good on the model girl's chest, 
And I hoped it would on mine,
I took it from the packaging 
And when I tried it on,
The Wonderbra restored to me 
All I believed had gone

Chorus:
Let's all salute the Wonderbra, 
The Wonderbra, the Wonderbra,
Let's all salute the Wonderbra, 
For fourteen ninety-nine.

It gave me such a figure, 
I can't believe it's mine,
I showed it to my husband 
And it made his eyeballs shine,
And when I served the breakfast, 
The kids cried out, 'Hooray!
Here comes our darling mother, 
with her bosom on a tray!'

I didn't really need one, 
my present bra, it's true,
Had only been in constant use 
Since nineteen eighty-two,
But the silhouette I dreamed about, 
Is mine, is mine at last,
And builders on the scaffolding, 
Drop off as I walk past

Chorus:
Singing... let's all salute the Wonderbra, 
The Wonderbra, the Wonderbra,
Let's all salute the Wonderbra 
For fourteen ninety-nine!
The end