[00:00.00] You go to my head and you linger like a haunting refrain
[00:17.28]And I find you spinning 'round in my brain
[00:23.37]Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
[00:31.50]You go to my head like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
[00:42.03]And I find the very mention of you
[00:48.00]Like the kicker in a julep or two
[00:56.13]The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea
[01:03.27]Cast a spell over me
[01:07.77]Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself
[01:13.83]Can't you see that it never can be?
[01:20.67]You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise
[01:30.93]Like a summer with a thousand Julys
[01:37.20]You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
[01:45.03]Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
[01:51.75]Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
[02:01.65]You go to my head
[02:34.65]The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea
[02:41.82]Cast a spell over me
[02:46.20]Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself
[02:52.80]Can't you see that it never can be?
[02:58.77]You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise
[03:09.42]Like a summer with a thousand Julys
[03:15.51]You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
[03:23.31]Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
[03:30.06]Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
[03:37.77]You go to my head
[03:38.10]You go to my head
[03:40.29]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 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