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
Casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself
"Get ahold of yourself,
Can't you see that it never can be"
You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temp'rature 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
You go to my head
You go to my head
You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temp'rature 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
You go to my head
Tú me vuelves loco
Tú me vuelves loco
Y te quedas como un estribillo obsesivo
Y te encuentro dando vueltas en mi cabeza
Como las burbujas en una copa de champán
Tú me vuelves loco
Como un sorbo de vino tinto espumoso
Y encuentro que la mera mención de ti
Es como el toque final en un par de julepe
La emoción del pensamiento
De que tal vez pienses en mi súplica
Me hechiza
Aun así me digo a mí mismo
Escrita por: Haven Gillespie / J. Fred Coots