You Go To My Head

You go to my head
And you linger like a haunting refrain

And I find you spinning round in my brain

Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne

You go to my head

Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew

And I find the very mention of you

Like the kicker in a julep or two

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
Cant you see that it never can be?

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 Im certain that this heart of mine

Hasnt a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head

Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself
Cant you see that it never can be?

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 Im certain that this heart of mine
Hasnt a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You, You go to my head, to my head,

You, You go to my You go to my head,