You Go to My Head (feat. Ruben Alves)

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 it never can be." Oh, you go to my head with a smile That makes my tempr'ature rise, Like a summer with a thousand Julys, You intoxicate my soul with your eyes. Tho' 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 casts 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 tempr'ature rise, Like a summer with a thousand Julys, You intoxicate my soul with your eyes. Tho' 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.