You Go To My Head (Remastered 2025)

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 blrew
and I find the very mention of you
like the kicker in a tulip 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
just like a summer with a thousand July's
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