French fried shoe strings on a drunken cellar door
If these walls could talk I'd listen to the floor
The bar stools proppin' up a twenty dollar who*e
Recantin' recitations from a lonesome tale of yore
For awhile
At the Starlight Lounge
At the Starlight Lounge
I see a place where something's happened every day for twenty years
And the people think it's special 'cause they drown in their beers
The special on the menu is the balls of a steer.
This is only one place to escape from your fears
For awhile
At the Starlight Lounge
At the Starlight Lounge
Yeah, the Starlight Lounge is a happy little place
A really fun place where you can lose your face
And all of my friends including me are insane
It's a little hide-a-way to hide away from the pain
Yeah!
And if my friends, were by my side
They still couldn't see, couldn't see inside
The bartender just lets my tab slide
Who's takin' who here for a ride
For awhile
At the Starlight Lounge
The Starlight Lounge
At the Starlight Lounge
The Starlight Lounge