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