Tytuł: Bewitched

• Wykonawca: Ella Fitzgerald
• Wyświetleń: 159

  
   After one whole quart of brandy
  Like a daisy, I'm 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
  
  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've sinned a lot, I'm 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, 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
  
  Wise at last, my eyes at last,
  Are cutting you down to your size at last
  Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more
  
  Burned a lot, but learned a lot
  And now you are broke, so you earned a lot
  Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more
  
  Couldn't eat, was dispeptic
  Life was so hard to bear
  Now my heart's antiseptic
  Since you moved out of there
  
  Romance, finis. Your chance, finis.
  Those ants that invaded my pants, finis.
  Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more