Is it any wonderThat she would feel less than realWhen she reveals what is clearerIn her mirrorTake a look around herMagazines, glamour queensWaist-line dreams in her diarySo inspiringNobody told her that little girlsDon't have to have the softest curls for loveSo whatever's left inside herIs gonna smile wider, shine brighterUntil she gets pulled underIs it any wonder?Is it any wonderThat he's obsessed with what is bestAnd nothing less - he's a heroWith six zerosTake a look around himHis wallet size and what he drivesWill symbolize how he's made itHow they'll grade itNobody told him that little boysDon't have to have the fastest toys to winSo whatever's left inside himIs gonna keep on tryin' to keep on buyin'Until he gets pulled underIs it any wonder?Will somebody tell her there's a love that can't be glamorizedTell him there's a hope that won't be downsizedSomeone tell them that the billboards lieAll the time'cause whatever's left inside herIs gonna smile widerAnd whatever's left inside himIs gonna keep on tryin'Until they get pulled underIs it any wonder?