Bewitched, Bothered, Bewildered

After one whole quart of brandy Like a daisy I awake With no Bromo Seltzer handy I don’t even shake Men are not a new sensation I’ve done pretty well, I think But 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 Listen, baby 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 Oh, she’s such a laugh and I love it Although the laugh’s on me Ooh, I’ll sing to him Bring springs to him And worship the trousers that cling to him Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Oh, you’re so cute Ooh she’s kept enough, she’s slept enough And yet, where it counts she’s adept enough Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I When he talks he is seeking Words to get off his chest Horizontally speaking She’s at her very best Oh, we’ve seen a lot I mean a lot And now we’re like sweet seventeen a lot Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Oh, we’re vexed again Perplexed again Thank God we can’t be over-sexed again Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I