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.