I live in Hollywood Right beneath the stars I walk around, they drive Incredibly long black cars I think that they could learn A thing or two from me While money is buying your house It's selling your sanity They take love for granted Say it grows on trees The only thing I've ever seen On a tree was leaves I got a girl She keeps my feet on the ground I concentrate on her I don't need to shop around CHORUS So sweet, tastes like honey Right down to her feet Who could ask for more My girl is sweeter than a candy store I go to work I work hard all day She works as hard as me 'Cause we got bills to pay We share a roof We share a bed But unlike the rich we share What's in eachothers' head CHORUS CHORUS I live in Hollywood Right beneath the stars So far it's prety good Pretty good so far So far so good So far so good So far so good So far so good