Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toby Johnson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toby Johnson
Composer
Lyrics
This boutique love, you sprung on me
I've seen a side of you I never thought I'd see
Let's sink another, madeira lover
You've lied a lot, but now I see you're showing your true colours
I'm in a real bad place, I shouldn't show my face
I've emptied both my bank accounts and pissed it all away
What's your name? I wanna know, know, know
I've been hungover since Saturday, I know, what a state
Where's your place? I wanna go, go, go
I bet you live above a mezzanine fit for a queen
Boutique love, boutique sky
Talvez devêssemos ser
Boutique tears, boutique heart
Boutique taberna
(Ooh) Boutique taberna
(Ooh) Boutique taberna
Her voice is graceful, but out of tune
Don't know the language, so I couldn't sing it back to you, she's drunk
The tavern had a cheap red wine
She walks a line from time to time, it keeps her on her toes
She's wavy like the Western coast
She's calling cabs, and it's gettin' late, she just can't be alone
These alleyways are full of ghosts
Just love discarded by this evil, she will give a lethal dose
What's your name? I wanna know, know, know
I been hungover since Saturday, I know, what a state
Where's your place? I wanna go, go, go
I bet you live above a mezzanine fit for a queen
Boutique love, boutique sky
Talvez devêssemos ser
Boutique tears, boutique heart
Boutique taberna
Boutique love, boutique sky
Talvez devêssemos ser
Boutique tears, boutique heart
Boutique taberna
Boutique taberna
Boutique taberna
Boutique taberna
Boutique taberna
Boutique taberna
Written by: Toby Johnson