LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
I'm talking about a time
that people under twenty
can't know
Montmartre back then
hung up its lilacs
right beneath our windows
And if the humble room
that served us as a nest
didn't look like much
that's where we met
I was starving
and you posed nude
Bohemia
Bohemia
it meant
we're happy
Bohemia
Bohemia
We ate
only every other day
In the nearby cafés
there were a few of us
waiting for fame
And though penniless
with empty bellies
we never stopped believing
And when some bar
for a good hot meal
took one of our canvases
we recited verses
gathered around the stove
forgetting winter
Bohemia
Bohemia
it meant
we're happy
Bohemia
Bohemia
We ate
only every other day
I often used to
in front of my easel
spend sleepless nights
touching up the drawing
of the line of a breast
the curve of a hip
And only in the morning
did we finally sit down
over a café crème
exhausted but thrilled
we must've loved each other so
and loved life
Bohemia
Bohemia
it meant
You're pretty
Bohemia
Bohemia
and we had
we all had genius
Bohemia
Bohemia
it meant
we're happy
Bohemia
Bohemia
We ate
only every other day
When by chance one day
I go for a stroll
to my old address
I don't recognize anymore
the walls or the streets
that saw my youth
At the top of a staircase
I look for the studio
of which nothing's left
In its new decor
Montmartre seems sad
and the lilacs are dead
Bohemia
Bohemia
it meant
we're happy
Bohemia
Bohemia
We ate
only every other day
Bohemia
Bohemia
We were young
we were crazy
Bohemia
Bohemia
It doesn't mean
anything at all