Frank Sinatra — Bewitched Bothered and Bewildered

She's a fool and don't I know it But a fool can have her charm I'm in love and don't I show it Like a babe in arms Loves the same old sad sensation Lately, I've not slept a wink Since 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 Love came and told me I shouldn't sleep Bewitched, bothered and bewildered Am I Lost my heart, but what of it She's cold, I agree She can laugh, but I love it Although the laughs 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