by Jerome Kern

“ Bohemians who borrow, Say they'll pay tomorrow, But tomorrow never comes, So you may sit and twirl your thumbs, While waiting for those little sums, The friends who gaily toast you, Turn around and roast you! Soon as you are out of view, There no-one's ever jealous, So the novels tell us, But I havn't found it true, Oh that Bohemia, is just a trap it is not on the map. [Refrain]
Oh it's a very jolly place, if you can stand the pace, Bohemia Bohemia While you have a lot of money you have lots of fun, You can have a lot of fun! ”