Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered


After one whole quart of brandyLike a daisy, I'm awakeWith no Bromo-Seltzer handyI don't even shake
Men are not a new sensationI've done pretty well I thinkBut this half-pint imitationPut me on the blink
I'm wild again, beguiled againA simpering, whimpering child againBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleepWhen love came and told me, I shouldn't sleepBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Lost my heart, but what of itHe is cold I agreeHe can laugh, but I love itAlthough the laugh's on me
I'll sing to him, each spring to himAnd long, for the day when I'll cling to himBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
He's a fool and don't I know itBut a fool can have his charmsI'm in love and don't I show itLike a babe in arms
Love's the same old sad sensationLately I've not slept a winkSince this half-pint imitationPut me on the blink
I've sinned a lot, I'm mean a lotBut I'm like sweet seventeen a lotBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
I'll sing to him, each spring to himAnd worship the trousers that cling to himBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
When he talks, he is seekingWords to get off his chestHorizontally speaking, he's at his very best
Vexed again, perplexed againThank God, I can be oversexed againBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Wise at last, my eyes at last, Are cutting you down to your size at lastBewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more
Burned a lot, but learned a lotAnd now you are broke, so you earned a lotBewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more
Couldn't eat, was dispepticLife was so hard to bearNow my heart's antisepticSince you moved out of there
Romance, finis. Your chance, finis.Those ants that invaded my pants, finis.Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more







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