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