Bohemian Laughter

I'm in love, I'm in love with Mortricia

I'm in love with too many things

I'm in love, I'm in love with a film star

I'm in love underneath her wings

I'm possessed with bohemian laughter

I'm not impressed the morning after

Somewhere deep somewhere deep I make choices

Somewhere deep I keep it clear

Somewhere deep down deep I need boxes

Somewhere deep I know she's near

I'm possessed with bohemian laughter

I'm not impressed the morning after

I can't give up, can't give up, I can't give up

I can't give up, I can't give up, no

I like it faster

In my head, in my head there's a whisper

In my head her lashes blink

In my bed, in my bed I hear breathing

In our bed we know where to begin

I'm possessed with bohemian laughter

I'm not impressed the morning after

The morning after, the morning after

The morning after