Jack Jones - Bewitched Bothered Bewildered

I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering withering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I?
Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
Then 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
All of the last on me
I'll sing to her each spring to her
And long for the day when I cling to her
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I?