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, cast 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