It’s no life in The HillsnJust suburbia thrillsnOn the 800 block of ChesternThere’s no paparazzi predatorsnJust photoshop editorsnCapturing my latest disasternnYeah I’ll fake itn‘Til I make itnnI’m not on the cover of a magazinenBut I’m the only rockstar on the streetnnIt’s a slice of HollywoodnRight here in my neighborhoodnWhere even the bad times are good andnnMy neighbor thinks I’m famous nThat’s all that matters to mennThere’s a lady down the streetnWho I always stop and greetnWith every bit the best of intentionsnShe’ll invite me insidenThen I’ll find out she liednAbout her husband she forgot to mentionnnYeah I’ll fake itn‘Til I make itnnI’m not on the cover of a magazinenBut I’m the only rockstar on the streetnnI live at home with mom and dadnIt’s quite a snappy bachelor padnAs long as I wear the latest fad andnnMy neighbor thinks I’m famousnThat’s all that matters to mennI’m not on the cover of a magazinenBut I’m the only rockstar on the streetnnThe soccer moms with SUVsnAnd stay-at-homes who stare at menThey fall in love so easilynnMy neighbor thinks I’m famousnThat’s all that matters to mennThat’s all that matters to menThat’s all that matters to menThat’s all that matters to mennThat’s all that mattersnThat’s all that mattersnThat’s all that mattersnnHey Hey HeynnThat’s all that mattersnThat’s all that mattersnThat’s all that matters to me