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 Casts 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