Bewitched
Lorenz Hart / Richard Rogers
I'm wild again
Beguiled again
A simpering whimpering child again
Bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
Couldn't sleep, and wouldn't sleep
When love came and told me
I shouldn't sleep
Bewiched bothered and bewildered
Am I
Lost my heart, but what of it?
Sh e was cold, I agree
She can laugh, and I love it
Although the laugh's on me
I'll sing to her, each spring to her
And long for the day
When I'll cling to her,
Bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I.
Still she is
A ll mine and I'll keep her
Until she is
Bewitched bothered and bewildered
Like me.
