Bewitched, Bothered And Bewildered

Anita O'Day

Introdução: 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 Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Bridge 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 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 Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I