Showing posts with label Ella Fitzgerald. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ella Fitzgerald. Show all posts

2010-07-03

Ella Fitzgerald - Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered



After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy, I'm 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


Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep
When love came and told me, I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I


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


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


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


Love's the same old sad sensation
Lately I've not slept a wink
Since this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink


I've sinned a lot, I'm mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I


I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I


When he talks, he is seeking
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking, he's at his very best


Vexed again, perplexed again
Thank God, I can be oversexed again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I


Wise at last, my eyes at last,
Are cutting you down to your size at last
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more


Burned a lot, but learned a lot
And now you are broke, so you earned a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more


Couldn't eat, was dyspeptic
Life was so hard to bear
Now my heart's antiseptic
Since you moved out of there


Romance, finis
Your chance, finis
Those ants that invaded my pants, finis
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more

2010-03-15

Ella Fitzgerald: Everytime we say goodbye



Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
Think so little of me, they allow you to go.


When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer,
but how strange the change from major to minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.