Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ella Fitzgerald
Vocals
Paul Smith
Piano
Buddy Bregman and His Orchestra
Orchestra
Barney Kessel
Guitar
Joe Mondragon
Double Bass
Alvin Stoller
Drums
Buddy Bregman
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Rodgers
Composer
Lorenz Hart
Lyrics
Buddy Bregman and His Orchestra
Orchestrator
Buddy Bregman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Norman Granz
Producer
Val Valentin
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy I'm awake
With no Bromo-Seltzer handy
I don't even shake
[Verse 2]
Men are not a new sensation
I've done pretty well, I think
But, this half pint imitation
Put me on the blink
[Verse 3]
I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
[Verse 4]
Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
When love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
[Verse 5]
Lost my heart, but what of it?
He is cold, I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although, the laugh's on me
[Verse 6]
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And, long for the day, when I'll cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
[Verse 7]
He's a fool and don't I know it?
But a fool can have his charms
I'm in love and don't I show it
Like a babe in arms
[Verse 8]
Love's the same old, sad sensation
Lately, i've not slept a wink
Since this half pint imitation
Put me on the blink
[Verse 9]
I've sinned a lot, I mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen, a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
[Verse 10]
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
[Verse 11]
When he talks he is seeking
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking
He's at his very best
[Verse 12]
Vexed again, perplexed again
Thank God, I can be oversexed again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
Am I
[Verse 13]
Wise at last, my eyes at last
Are cutting you down to your size at last
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
No more
[Verse 14]
Burned a lot, but learned a lot
And now you are broke, so you earned a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
No more
[Verse 15]
Couldn't eat, was dyspeptic
Life was so hard to bear
Now my heart's antiseptic
Since you moved out of there
[Verse 16]
Romance? Fini, your chance? Fini
Those ants that invaded my pants? Fini
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered
No more
Written by: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers