Got a call from my friend
She saw my picture again
In a magazine
We laughed out loud
'cause she said "Remember when,
This was all a silly dream??"
Now I wake up every day
In a different city
A smile on my face
Somebody pinch me
She said "all the world's a stage"
But girl you know,
Those cameras n lights won't ever change me

I don't drink champagne
When I'm back home with my friends
We sip on tea on the porch
'cause I'm still the girl next door
No fancy things when I come off tour
I slip back into my jeans
'cause I'm still the girl next door

It's amazin' to hear people singin' along
Hear the radio playin' my song
I still get butterflies
Still get nervous inside
In the spotlight
Now every now n then
On a Friday night
Cruisin' down to the dive bar
We waste the night away
Spend Saturday sleepin' in late
Those were the good days

I don't drink champagne
When I'm back home with my friends
We sip on tea on the porch
'cause I'm still the girl next door
No fancy things when I come off tour
I slip back into my jeans
'cause I'm still the girl next door

And even when I'm miles away
I'll always have the roots from where I came
'cause when it all fades away
My home will still be the same, yeah eh yeah

I don't drink champagne
When I'm back home with my friends
We sip on tea on the porch
'cause I'm still the girl next door
No fancy things when I come off tour
I slip back into my jeans
'cause I'm still the girl next door

[Chorus: x2]

Writer : PERRY, KATY / BRUNER, TED / VITTETOE, TREY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, ALMO MUSIC CORP OBO EXTREMELY CORROSIVE MUSIC