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 ahold of yourself   can't you see that this never can be      you go to my head   with a smile that makes my temperature rise   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   with a smile that makes my temperature rise   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