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
Casts a spell over me

Still I say to myself
"Get ahold of yourself,
Can't you see that it never can be"

You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temp'rature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes

Tho' 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
You go to my head

You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temp'rature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes

Tho' 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