Оригинален текст
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 week
since this half pint imitation's
put me on the blink
I'm wild again, beguiled again
a simpering whimpering child again
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am i
I couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
until love came and told me i shouldn't sleep
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am i
Oh i lost my heart but what of it
he is home i am free
oh but he can laugh and i love it
although the laugh's on me
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
and worship the trousers that cling to him
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am i
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
and long for the day i'll cling to him
bewitched, bothered and bewildered am i