Barbra Streisand — Bewitched Bothered and Bewildered

I'm wild again, beguiled again A simpering, whimpering child again Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I... Could not sleep, would not sleep 'Til love came and told me I should not sleep Bothered and bewildered am I... Lost my heart, so what of it? He was cold, I agree He can laugh and 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 so bewildered am I...