Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Baby, would you meet me
At the Starlight Lounge?
Where I found you
And you found me
We were both dressed up
With no place to be
You saved me from my reasons
For the span of a drink
For as long I think
As it took
For us to sink
In our garden of sleaze
You felt me up
And you stroked me
From the inside out
Till we just about
Yeah, we just about
Wore sleaze out
You leaned on me
And I leaned on you
Yeah, we pushed real hard
To twist the truth
And whisper love
Through a hot red smoke
In a dirty booth
You gave me so many reasons
Yeah, you let me down
And I started to think
About our last drink
As I watched us drown
In our garden of sleaze
Baby, would you meet me
At the Starlight Lounge?
Where I lost you
And you lost me
At the Starlight Lounge