Bewitched – Rufus Wainwright (from “The History Boys” soundtrack)By He’s a fool and don’t I know itBut a fool can have his charmsI’m in love, and don’t I show it?Like a babe in armsLove’s the same old sad sensationLately I’ve not slept a winkSince this half-pint imitationPut me on the blinkI’m wild again, beguiled againA simpering, whimpering child againBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am II’ll sing to him, each spring to himAnd worship the trousers that cling to himBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am ICouldn’t sleep and wouldn’t sleepWhen love came and told me, I shouldn’t sleepBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am ILost my heart, but what of itHe is cold, I agreeHe can laugh, but I love itAlthough the laugh’s on meI’ll sing to him, each spring to himAnd long for the day when I’ll cling to himBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am IAfter one whole quart of brandyLike a daisy, I’m awakeWith no Bromo-Seltzer handyI don’t even shakeMen are not a new sensationI’ve done pretty well I thinkBut this half-pint imitationPut me on the blinkI’ve sinned a lot, I’m mean a lotBut I’m like sweet seventeen a lotBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am II’ll sing to him, each spring to himAnd worship the trousers that cling to himBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am IWhen he talks, he is seekingWords to get off his chestHorizontally speaking, he’s at his very bestVexed again, perplexed againThank God, I can be oversexed againBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am I www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20