BAMBOOZLED
(Fred Ebb / Paul Klein)

Dean Martin - 1957


(Bam-bamboozled, bam-bamboozled)

Hey, looka here, see me grin ear to ear
All aglow, I'm so bamboozled (Bamboozled)
Hey, look at me walkin' tall as a tree
Since I got a lot bamboozled (Bamboozled)
I kept shyin' away, she kept sighin' away
Now, suffice it to say
That I fought and I fought, but I'm finally caught

I fly like the birds, feel too lovely for words
Yesiree, that's me, bamboozled
Out of my wits, but the thrill of it fits like a glove
(Bamboozled, bamboozled by you)
Heaven, open the door, I ain't runnin' no more
I got bamboozled
But, oh, how I love it in love

(La la la la la la la la la la la bamboozled, bamboozled)
(La la la la la la la la la la la bamboozled, bamboozled)

I tried takin' a stand, she kept takin' my hand
That felt wonderful grand
So I fell like a ton, I'm a son-of-a-gun
Will you look at me now, not a crease on my brow
When we kiss, I'm this bamboozled
Sailin' along, feelin' bright as the song of a dove
(Bamboozled, bamboozled by you)
She kept playin' it smart, kissed me out of my heart
I got bamboozled (Bamboozled, bamboozled)
But, oh, how I love it in love


(Contributed/Transcribed by Ferda Dolunay & Mel Priddle - March 2006)