Bewitched.kar

She's a fool, and don't I know it,
but a fool can have her charms.

I'm in love, and don't I show it,
like a babe in arms.

Love's the same old situation;
lately I've not slept a wink,

since this crazy situation
has me on the blink.

I'm wild again, beguiled again,
a whimpering, simpering child again;
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

Couldn't sleep, wouldn't sleep,
love came and told me shouldn't sleep;
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

I lost my heart, but what of it?
She is cold, I agree.

She might laugh, but I love it,
although the laugh's on me.

I'll sing to her, bring spring to her,
and long for the day when I'll cling to her;
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.