Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered

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