bewitched bothered and bewildered

i'm wild again beguiled again, a simpering whimpering child again, bewitched bothered and bewildered am i, couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep, till love came and told me i shouldn't sleep, bewitched bothered and bewildered am i, lost my heart, but what of it, she is cold i agree, she can laugh, and i love it, although the laugh's on me, i'll sing to her each spring to her, and long for the day i can cling to her, bewitched bothered and bewildered am i