I'm wild again, beguiled again,
A simpering, whimpering child again.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.
Couldn't sleep, wouldn't sleep,
Then love came and told me I shouldn't sleep.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.
Lost my heart, but what of it?
She is cold, I agree,
She can laugh but 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.
Lost my heart, but what of it?
She is cold, I agree,
She can laugh but 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.