judy garland
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 Till 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 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.