You Go To My Head

　　You Go To My Head - Sarah Vaughan

　　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?"

　　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

　　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 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 crazy crazy romance

　　You go to my head

　　You go to my head

　　You go to my head