Bewitched - Doris Day

I'm wild again beguiled again

A simpering whimpering child again

Bewitched bothered and bewildered am 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

He is cold I agree

He can laugh but I love it

Although the laugh's on me

I'll sing to him each Spring to him

And long for the day when I cling to him

Bewitched bothered and bewildered am I

Instrumental interlude

(You'll sing to him each Spring to him)

And long for the day when I cling to him

Bewitched bothered and bewildered am I