Bewitched, Bothered And Bewildered

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
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
He's a laugh, but I love it
Because the laugh's on me

A pill he is, but still he is
All mine and I'll keep him until he is
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered like me

Seen a lot, I mean a lot
But now 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