Starlite Motel from Starlite Motel by Sharpen the Quills

It was a quarter to ten
When the sun peeked in
Through tattered curtains left eschew
The faucet's drip, drip
Swallowed by drain's lip
Mattress unturned since '82

Oh, oh, the Starlite Motel
Oh, room 16 is where I dwell

I was headed out east
Trying to tame the beast
Speeding down highway 71
On my way to La Grange
Pant's pockets filled with change
Out of gas my El Camino did run

Oh, oh, the Starlite Motel
Oh, room 16 is where I dwell

Oh, and somewhere out there
There's got to be a purpose
But when I'm here at the Starlite Motel
It feels like I have to search less

Now I never go outside
Under pillows I do hide
I sometimes call home on the rotary phone
When the sun peeks in
Through tattered curtains
I realize I'm better off left alone

Oh, oh, the Starlite Motel
Oh, room 16 is where I dwell

• Alternative
• Americana blues
• San Antonio