You Go To My Head (6:01)

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 julip or two.

The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought to my plea
Casts a spell over me.
And I say to myself
Get a hold of your self
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 you eyes.

Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
Still You Go To My Head
Oh, You Go To My Head
You Go To My Head.