Bewitched, Bothered & Bewildered
(l. heart / r rogers)
After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy i'll awake
With no bromo seltzer handy
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 & bewildered
Am i
Couldn't sleep, & wouldn't sleep
When love came & told me
I shouldn't sleep
Bewiched bothered & bewildered
Am i
Lost my heart, but what of it?
He is cold, i agree
He can laugh, but i love it
Because 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 & bewildered
Am i.
He's a fool & don't i know it
But a fool can have his charms
I'm in love & don't i show it
Like a babe in arms
I've sinned a lot
I'm mean a lot
But i'm like sweet seventeen a lot
Bewitched bothered & bewildered
Am i
I'll sing to him
Each spring to him
And worship the trousers
That cling to him
Bewitched bothered & bewildered
Am i
When he talks
He is seeking
Words to get
On his chest
Horizontally speaking
He's at his very best
Vexed again
Oh yes, perplexed again
Thank god, i can be oversexed again
Bewitched bothered & bewildered
Am i
