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 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 july's, 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