Day 097 – Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered Am I

“Bewitched” – Ella Fitzgerald
(originally by Vivienne Segal)

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

—–

Ah…Ella Fitzgerald.  Your voice is the definition of “crooner.”  The sweet vibrations of your lovely melodies are the delicate frosting on the wedding cake of my heart.  ^_^  I first fell in love with the sound of you in my early twenties, when I managed to stumble upon your song, “Ev’rytime We Say Goodbye.”  I remember downloading the music and playing it on repeat on my laptop computer.  Even though I was single and had no love interest to mourn about or cherish, the sound of your strong, yet steady power tremble struck a chord within the heart of me.  I listened to that song over and over and was moved to tears just as often.  I used to be moved by the emotionally expressive heavily-accented beautics of Celine Dion…the raw vulnerable realness of Barbra Streisand…the “wtf-dgaf”-atives of Alanis Morissette.  Still, when it comes to satisfying the earhole as well as the throat, I can nearly always count on Ella Fitzgerald.  Sometimes it isn’t always the powerhouse or the sensual whisper that satisfies the vocalist, but the simple direct MUSIC of a talented expressionist that really plucks your heartstrings.

Now, the song that (if you’re me right now) you’re listening to on repeat.  I heard it for the first time at an Open Mic Night at Has Beans sometime in February or March of this year.

– Friday, 22 May 2015

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