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
When 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 (I'll sing to her), each spring to her (each spring to her)
And long for the day when I'll cling to her
Bewitched (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

Ah, vexed again (vexed again), perplexed again (perplexed again)
Thank God, I can be oversexed again
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered, am I