Fantastic! Signature Hammerstein and your talent make magic. -- "Someday my happy arms will hold you, and someday I'll know that moment devine, when all the things you are, are mine." -- Come on! Beautiful. I obsessively collect versions of this song and this will be as favorite. -- Also, you do a charming Freddy with "On The Street Where You Live." I've been watching that often.
I have heard nothing but great things about this talented woman, in so many ways. Is there any way she could be nominated for sainthood for artistic skills and performance?
Wow, Joe Franklin was an idiot. How he had a show is a mystery. But PLEASE find Fred Barton's "Miss Gulch Returns" which is still funny and brilliant 30 years later.
This is honestly my favourite rendition of this song. And because I know someone here's bound to want this: After one whole quart of brandy like a daisy, I 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 until I could sleep where I shouldn't sleep bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Lost my heart but what of it my mistake, I agree he's a laugh, but I love it because the laugh's on me a pill, he is but still, he is all mine and I'll keep him until he is bewitched, bothered and bewildered, like me Sweet again petite again and on my proverbial seat again bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I What am I half shot am I to think that he loves me, so hot am I bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Though at first, we said no sir now we're two little dears you might say we are closer than robuck is to sear's I'm dumb again and numb again a rich, ready, ripe little plum again bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I Seen a lot I mean a lot but now 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 speaking words to get of his chest horizontally speaking he's at his very best I'm vexed again perplexed again and thank God I can be oversexed again bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I You know it really is quite funny just how quickly he learns how to spend all the money that my husband earns He's kept enough and slept enough and yet where it counts, he's adept enough 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, though you earned a lot bewitched, bothered and bewildered, no more Couldn't eat, was dyspeptic life was so hard to bare now my heart's antiseptic since you've moved out of there Romance, finis your chance, finis those ants that invaded my pants, finis bewitched, bothered and bewildered, no more
