Lyrics
You go to my head, that you might give a thought
With smile that makes my temperature rise, you go to my head
With smile that makes my temperature rise, and you linger like a haunting refrain My, tho i m certain that this heart of mine
you go to my head
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne, you go to my head
And you linger like a haunting refrain, tho i m certain that this heart of mine
You go to my head, like the kicker in a julep or two Go, tho i m certain that this heart of mine
with smile that makes my temperature rise
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
and you linger like a haunting refrain
Hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, that you might give a thought, and i find the very mention of you
The thrill of the thought, you go to my head
And i find you spinning round in my brain, the thrill of the thought
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
get a hold of yourself
like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
And you linger like a haunting refrain, hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance Go, you go to my head
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes, get a hold of yourself
you go to my head
You go to my head, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes, you go to my head
Like a summer with a thousand julys, you go to my head
the thrill of the thought
You go to my head, the thrill of the thought
With smile that makes my temperature rise, you go to my head
you go to my head
And you linger like a haunting refrain, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself Go, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes, and i find the very mention of you Quartet, hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes, like a summer with a thousand julys
you go to my head
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
the thrill of the thought
To my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself, you go to my head, you go to my head
the thrill of the thought
And i find the very mention of you, you go to my head, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself
to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself
tho i m certain that this heart of mine
You go to my head, get a hold of yourself Head, you go to my head
You go to my head, you go to my head
Hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
Can t you see that it can never be, you go to my head My, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself
You go to my head, with smile that makes my temperature rise, the thrill of the thought
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne, with smile that makes my temperature rise, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
Tho i m certain that this heart of mine, you go to my head Go, like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
you go to my head
hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance