Frank Sinatra – Bewitched

Frank Sinatra – Bewitched

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 situation, lately I’ve not slept a win,

since this crazy situation has me on the blink.

I’m wild again, beguiled again,

a whimpering, simpering child again,

bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

Couldn’t sleep, wouldn’t sleep,

when love came and told me I shouldn’t sleep,

bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

I lost my heart, but what of it ? She is cold, I agree.

She might laugh, but I love it, although the laufgh’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.

I’ll sing to her, bring spring to her,

and long for th eday when I’ll cling to her,

bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

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.

I’ll sing to her, bring spring to her,

and long for the day when I’ll chling to her,

bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

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.

I’ll sig to her, bring spring to her,

and long for the day when I’ll cling to her,

bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.