After one whole quart of brandyLike a daisy, I’m awakeWith no Bromo-Seltzer handyI don’t even shake Men are not a new sensationI’ve done pretty well I thinkBut this half-pint imitationPut me on the blink I’m wild again, beguiled againA simpering, whimpering child againBewitched, bothered and bewildered – am I Couldn’t sleep and wouldn’t sleepWhen love […]
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