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?
Writer(s): S. BARRI, P.F. SLOAN