
Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered (Live at the Bon Soir, Greenwich Village, NYC - Nov. 6, 1962) Barbra Streisand
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[spoken]
Well, yeah
That's good
[sung]
I’m wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Could not sleep, would not sleep
'Til love came and told me I should not sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Lost my heart, so what of it?
He was cold, I agree
He can laugh and 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
I am bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Well, yeah
That's good
[sung]
I’m wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Could not sleep, would not sleep
'Til love came and told me I should not sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
Lost my heart, so what of it?
He was cold, I agree
He can laugh and 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
I am bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
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