You Go To My Head (feat. Andrew de Jong Cleyndert, Colin Oxley, David Newton, Jim Tomlinson & Steve Brown)

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 burgandy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two Oh 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 this 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 With 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 this 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 With this crazy romance You go to my head