[ The comment caused Will to chuckle softly, and though he didn't actually sing he did speak poetry in something resembling time to the rhythm. ]

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat'

[ He smirked then and leaned his head back against the wall. ]

Except you hate that kind of fawning attention. Not at first, I mean what person doesn't enjoying a good fawning, but eventually it gets intrusive, with no substance.