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