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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dinah Washington
Performer
Clifford Brown
Performer
Clark Terry
Trumpet
Maynard Ferguson
Trumpet
Herb Geller
Saxophone
Harold Land
Saxophone
Richie Powell
Piano
Junior Mance
Piano
Keter Betts
Double Bass
George Morrow
Double Bass
Max Roach
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Haven Gillespie
Songwriter
J. Fred Coots
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Shad
Producer
Lyrics
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 this can never be?
But you go to my head
With a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julies
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance
Yet, 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
Oh, 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
Oh, 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 can never be?
Yes, you go to my head
With a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julies
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
Oh, you go to my head
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 this can never be?
You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julies
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance
You go to my head
You go to my head!
You go to my head!
Writer(s): J. Fred Coots, Haven Gillespie
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