You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning around in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my head Like a zip of a good sparkling wine And your smile makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand July's Don't have a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head Don't have a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning around in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You intoxicate my soul with your eyes I only hope I can make you mine You go to my head, you go to my head You intoxicate my soul with your eyes I only hope I can make you mine You go to my head, you go to my head, go to my head [Incomprehensible] Don't have a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head Don't have a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance You go to my head You intoxicate my soul with your eyes But only hope I can make you mine You go to my head, you go to my head You go to my head I can make you mine I can make you mine You go to my head And like the bubbles of champagne