Bewitched (Live At The Sporting Club, Monte Carlo/1958)

She's a fool and don't I know it But a fool can have her charms I'm in love and don't I show it Like a babe in arms Love's the same old sad sensation Lately, I've not slept a wink Since this silly situation Has me on the blink I'm wild again, beguiled again A simpering, whimpering child again Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I Couldn't sleep, 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 She is cold, I agree She might laugh, but I love it Although the laugh's on me I'll sing to her, bring spring to her And long for the day when I'll cling to her Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I