You Go To My Head
You go to my head,And you linger like a haunting refrainAnd I find you spinning round in my brainLike the bubbles in a glass of champagne.
You go to my headLike a sip of sparkling burgundy brewAnd I find the very mention of youLike the kicker in a julep or two.
The thrill of the thoughtThat you might give a thoughtTo my plea casts a spell over meStill I say to myself: get a hold of yourselfCan't you see that it can never be?
You go to my headWith smile that makes my temperature riseLike a summer with a thousand JulysYou intoxicate my soul with your eyesTho I'm certain that this heart of mineHasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance,You go to my head.