Bewitched - Frank Sinatra

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 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

couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
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 can 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