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 champagneYou 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 twoThe 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 eyesThough I'm certain that this heart of mine

Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romanceYou go to my head

You go to my headThe 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 eyesThough I'm certain that this heart of mine

Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romanceYou go to my head

You go to my head

Songwriters

COOTS, J. FRED/GILLESPIE, HAVENPublished by

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