Bewitched

He’s a fool and don’t I know it

But a fool can have his charms

I’m in love and don’t I show it

Like a babe in arms

Love’s the same old sad sensation

Lately I’ve not slept a week

Since this half pint imitation’s

Put me on the blink

I’m wild again, beguiled again

A simpering, whimpering child again

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I

I couldn’t sleep and wouldn’t sleep

Until love came and told me I shouldn’t sleep

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I

Oh, I lost my heart but what of it

He is cold, I agree

Oh, but he can laugh and I love it

Although the laugh’s on me

I’ll sing to him, each spring to him

And worship the trousers that cling to him

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I

I’ll sing to him, each spring to him

And long for the day when I’ll cling to him

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I