Little Starlight Loser by Reisa L. Gerber
Little Starlight Loser
Dedicated to: Van Halen
She walked into a crowded bar, looking
for her man,
She paid the cover, found her lover,
Took him by the hand.
Ask your favorite guy to dance,
You know he will refuse you.
Steal a kiss, noone will miss you-
Little starlight loser-
The yearning need of aching souls,
It don't need no permission-won't you...
With drink in hand, she felt so grand,
She lost her inhibitions-
She feigns a couple "How are yous?"
The crowd, it aint replyin'
You get to crack all night,don't answer back
But he loved me for trying.