After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy, I'm 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 ?

I couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
When 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 ?

He is a fool and dont I know it
but a fool can have his charms
Im in love and don't I show it
like a baby in arms.

I've sinned a lot, I'm mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered,
am I ?

I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered,

am I ?
When he talks, he is seeking
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking, he's at his very best

Vexed again, perplexed again
Thank God, I can be oversexed again.

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered,
am I ?