Bewitched

I'm wild again, beguiled again A simpering, whimpering child again Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I I couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep When love came and told me I shouldn't sleep Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I 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