Im wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Couldnt sleep and wouldnt sleep
When love came and told me, I shouldnt sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Ill sing to him, each spring to him
And long, for the day when Ill cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
(cole porter?)
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