Norman Luboff & The Melachrino Strings
You Go to My Head
You go to my headAnd you linger like a haunting refrainAnd I find you spinning round in my brainLike the bubbles in a glass of champagneYou go to my headLike a sip of sparkling burgundy brewAnd I find the very mention of youLike the kicker in a julep or twoThe thrill of the thoughtThat you might give a thought to my plea, cast a spell over meStill I say to myself get a hold of yourselfCan't you see that it never can be?You go to my headWith a smile that makes my temperature riseLike a summer with a thousand July'sYou intoxicate my soul with your eyesThough I'm certain that this heart of mineHasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romanceYou go to my headYou go to my head
From Letras Mania