Is it any wonder

That she would feel less than real

When she reveals what is clearer

In her mirror



Take a look around her

Magazines, glamour queens

Waist-line dreams in her diary

So inspiring



Nobody told her that little girls

Don't have to have the softest curls for love



So whatever's left inside her

Is gonna smile wider, shine brighter

Until she gets pulled under

Is it any wonder?



Is it any wonder

That he's obsessed with what is best

And nothing less... he's a hero

With six zeros



Take a look around him

His wallet size and what he drives

Will symbolise how he's made it

How they'll grade it



Nobody told him that little boys

Don't have to have the fastest toys to win



So whatever's left inside him

Is gonna keep on tryin' to keep on buyin'

Until he gets pulled under

Is it any wonder?



Will somebody tell her there's a love that can't be glamourized

Tell him there's a hope that won't be downsized

Someone tell them that the billboards lie

All the time



Cos whatever's left inside her

Is gonna smile wider

And whatever's left inside him

Is gonna keep on tryin'

Until they get pulled under

Is it any wonder?