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 feel 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 my bed you 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