Bewitched, Bothered, And Bewildered

After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy, I'm awake
With no Bromo-Seltzer handy
I don't even shake
Love's the same old sad sensation
Lately, I've not slept a wink
Since this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink

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
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
Ooh, 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

When she talks, she is seeking
Words to get off her chest
Horizontally speaking
She's at her very best

I'm vexed again
Perplexed again
Thank God I can be oversexed again

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I