Bewitched

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After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy I 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,
Until I could sleep where I shouldn't sleep.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I,

Lost my heart but what of it?
My mistake, I agree.
Oh he's such a laugh, and I love it.
Although the laugh's on me.

Oohh I'll sing to him,
Bring springs to him,
And worship the trousers that cling to him.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I,

Oh he's kept enough, he's slept enough,
And yet, where it counts he's adept enough.
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.

Oh I've seen a lot.
I mean a lot.
And now I'm like sweet seventeen a lot.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.
Oh, I'm vexed again,
Perplexed again,
Thank God I can be over-sexed again.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.


**rendered in DAZ