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