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'm wild again, beguiled again
 A simpering, whimpering child again
 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
 
 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
 
 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'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