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 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 Though I say to myself, get a hold of yourself Can't you see that this never will 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 The thrill of the thought, that you might give a thought To my plea, cast a spell over me Though I say to myself, get a hold of yourself Can't you see that this never will 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