Bewitched Songtext
von Susannah McCorkle

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
Until I could sleep where I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
Lost my heart
But what of it
My mistake, I agree
He can laugh
But I love it
Although the laugh's on me
I′m dumb again
And numb again
A rich, ready, ripe little plum again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered


Am I
I′ve seen a lot
I mean a lot
But now I'm like sweet seventeen a lot
Bothered and bewildered
Am I
I′ll sing to him
Each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
So bewildered
Am I
When he talks
He is seeking
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking
He's at his very best
I′m vexed again
Perplexed again
Thank God I can't be oversexed again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
A pill he is
But still he is
All mine
And I′ll keep him until he is
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Like me