Bewiched

I lost my heart
but what of it
it’s my mistake
I agree
He can laugh and I love it
although the laugh’s on me.

I’m wild again
beguiled again
a simpering
whimpering child again
bewihed
bothered and bewildered am I

I couldn’t sleep and I
wouldn’t sleep
until I could sleep where
I shouldn’t sleep
bewiched
bothered and bewildered am I

Oh when he speaks

he is seeking words
to get off his chest
horizontally is speaking
he is at his very best

A pill is he
but still he’ll be
All man and I intend
to keep him until
he’ll be
bewiched
bothered and
bewildered just like
me.

After one whole quart
of brandy like a daisy
I awake
with no Alkaselzer handy
I don’t even shake
when are not a new sensation
I’ve done pretty well I think
But this half pint
imitation keeps me on
the blink.

I have seen a lot
I mean a lot
But now I’m like
sweet seventeen and
bewichted
bothered and bewildered am I