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
So I say
to myself: get a hold of yourself
Can't
you see that it never can be?
You go
to my head
With
smile that makes my temperature 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.
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