You Go To My Head

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 the sparkles in a burgundy brew
 And I find the very mention of you
 Is like the kicker in a julep or two
 Oh what a thought that you might give a thought to my plea
 Cast a spell over me
 But then I say to myself
 Ah, get hold to yourself, can't you see
 It could never be
 You go to my head
 With a smile that makes my temperature rise
 It's like a summer with a thousand Julys
 You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
 Oh what a thought that you might give a thought to my plea
 Cast a spell over me
 But then I say to myself
 Ah, get hold to yourself, can't you see
 It could never be
 You go to my head
 With a smile that makes my temperature rise
 It's like a summer with a thousand Julys
 you intoxicate my soul with your eyes