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 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 

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 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 
You go to my head