You Go to My Head

You Go to My Head - Cassandra Wilson

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

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