Sarah Vaughan 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
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
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 ahold 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
