You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spin'n round in my brain Like a bubble in a glass of champagne
You go to my head Like a sip of sparkling burgandy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two
Oh the thrill of the thought That you might give a thought To my plea Cast a spell over me
Still I say to myself Get a hold of yourself Can't you see that it never can be
Yes
mmm You go to my head With a smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head... You go to my head... You go....to....my....head.....
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