After one whole quart of brandy,
like a daisy I'm awake.
With no broma, seltzer, andy,
I don't even shake.
Men are not a new sensation,
I've done pretty well, I think.
But this half -pint imitation
put me on the blink
I'm wild again,
beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered,
and be wildered am I
Couldn't sleep and
wouldn't sleep
When love came an d told me
I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered,
and be wildered am I
Lost my heart, but what of it?
He is cold, I agree
He can laugh, but I love it,
although the laugh's on me.
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.
He's a fool and don't I know it,
but a fool can't have his charms.
I'm in love
And don't I show it,
like a babe in arms
Love the same old sad
sensation
Lately I've not slept a wink
Since this half -pint imitation
Put me on the blink
I've sinned a lot
I mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered
Am I?
I'll sing to him,
each spring to him,
And worship the trousers that
cling to him,
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered.
Am I?
When he talks, he is singing
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking
He's at his very be st
Vexed again,
perplexed again
Thank God I can be over
sexed again
Bewitched, bothered,
and bewildered am I
Wise at last, my eye s at last
Are cutting you down to
your size at last
Bewitched, and be
wildered no more
Burned a lot, but learned a lot
And now you are broke,
so you earned a lot
Be witched, bothered and bewildered,
no more
Couldn't eat, was dyspeptic
Life was so hard to bear
Now my heart's antiseptic
Since you moved out of there
Romance, Phinney
Your chance, Phinney
Those ants that invaded my pants,
Phinney
Bewitched, bothered,
and bewildered no more