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



(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