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I'm wild again |
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Beguiled again |
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A whimpering, simpering child again |
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Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I |
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I couldn't sleep |
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And wouldn't sleep |
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When love came and told me I shouldn't sleep |
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Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I |
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I lost my heart |
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But what of it? |
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He is cold I agree |
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He can laugh, but I love it |
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Although the laugh's on me |
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I'll sing to him |
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Each spring to him |
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And long for the day when I'll cling to him |
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Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I |
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I lost my heart |
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But what of it? |
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He is cold I agree |
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He can laugh, but I love it |
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Although the laugh's on me |
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I'll sing to him |
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Each spring to him |
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And long for the day when I'll cling to him |
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Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I |
