Bewitched
Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart
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 wink
Since this half-piped imitation
Put me on the blink
I'm wild again, beguiled again
A whimpering, simpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Couldn't sleep, I wouldn't sleep
When love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Lost my heart, but what of it
He is cold I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although thе laugh's on me
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And long for the day I can cling to him
Bеwitched, bothered and bewitched
Bothered and bewitched
Bothered and bewildered am I
