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
Casts 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