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 a sip of sparkling Burgundy brew 

And I find the very mention of you 

Like the kicker in a julep or two 



The 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 eyes 

Though I'm certain that this heart of mine 

Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance 

You go to my head 



The 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 eyes 

Though I'm certain that this heart of mine 

Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance 

You go to my head 

You go to my head 

You go to my head