Cher - Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered Lyrics
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Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered
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What Are The Lyrics For Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered By Cher?
After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy I awake With no Bromo Seltzer handy, I don't even shake. Men are not a new sensation; I've done pretty well, I think. But this half-pint imitation Put me on the blink I'm wild again Beguiled again A simpering, whimpering child again Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Listen, baby I couldn't sleep And wouldn't sleep Until I could sleep where I shouldn't sleep Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Lost my heart but what of it? My mistake I agree. Oh she's such a laugh, and I love it Although the laugh's on me. Ooh I'll sing to him Bring springs to him And worship the trousers that cling to him Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Oh you're so cute Oh she's kept enough, she's slept enough And yet, where it counts she's adapt enough Aha Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I When he talks he is seeking Words to get off his chest. Horizontally speaking She's at her very best. Oh we've seen a lot I mean a lot And now we're like sweet seventeen a lot Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Oh, we're vexed again Perplexed again Thank God we can't be over-sexed again Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I |
Who Wrote Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered By Cher?
Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
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What's The Duration Of The Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered By Cher?The duration of Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered is 4:14 minutes and seconds. |
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