Testo: Frank Sinatra. Live at the Meadowlands. Bewitched.

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

Loves the same old sensation
Lately I've not slept one wink
Since this silly situation
Put me on the blink

I am wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I?

I couldn't sleep, wouldn't sleep
Love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I?

I lost my heart, but what of it
Don't you know the man is cold, I agree
She might laugh but I love it
Although the laugh's on me

I will sing to her, bring spring to her
And long for the day when I cling to her
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I?