Bewitched — Steve Lawrence

Bewitched, bewitched, you've got me in your spell. Bewitched, bewitched, you know your craft so well.

Before I knew what you were doing I looked in your eyes. That brand of woo that you've been brew-in' took me by surprise.

You witch, you witch, one thing that's for sure, That stuff you pitch - just hasn't got a cure.

My heart was under lock and key, but somehow it got unhitched. I never thought my heart could be had. But now I'm caught and I'm kind of glad to be Bewitched. Bewitched-witched.