Nhạc sĩ: J. Fred Coots, Haven Gillespie
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You go to my head
And you linger like a haunted frame
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 juke or two
The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought to my plea
Casts a spell over me
And I say to myself
Get a hold of yourself
Don't you know that it never could 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
And 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