Bewitched Songtext
von Mel Tormé

I′m wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am 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
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 cling to her
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am 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 cling to her
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I

Am I