Bohemian Fatale
I can't sleep from thinking about her
She occupies my mind at night, my thoughts become a blur
And when the morning comes, she's next to me
mmm I reach right out to touch her, or is it all a dream?
With her goddess style, she can beguile
And take your breath away
A Bohemian Fatale
A Bohemian Fatale
A vintage heart, she's a work of art
Who can lead your soul astray
A Bohemian Fatale
A Bohemian Fatale
There's no questioning her beauty
It's pure infatuation, enveloping totally
And like a flower in the sunlight
ooh She opens up her mind, with sexual delight
With her goddess style, she can beguile
And take your breath away
A Bohemian Fatale
A Bohemian Fatale
A vintage heart, she's a work of art
Who can lead your soul astray
A Bohemian Fatale
A Bohemian Fatale
Oh oh - Bohemian
Oh oh - Bohemian
Oh oh Bohemian
Oh oh - Bohemian
Autor(es): Barry Upton
