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

can't 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 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