After one whole quart of brandy   Like a daisy I'll 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?      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'll cling to him   Bewitched bothered and bewildered   Am I?      He's a fool and don't I know it   But a fool can have his charms   I'm in love and don't I show it   Like a babe in arms      I've sinned a lot, I 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 on his chest   Harsh until he's speaking   He's at his very best      Jest again, oh yes, perplexed again   Then, God, I can be oversexed again   Bewitched bothered and bewildered   Am I?