Текст песни You Go to My Head - Dianne Reeves
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
It's
like
the
kicker
in
a
julep
or
two
The
thrill
of
the
thought
That
you
might
give
a
thought
to
my
plea
Cast
a
spell
over
me
Though
I
say
to
myself
Get
a
hold
of
yourself
Can't
you
see
that
this
never
will
be
you?
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
Cast
a
spell
over
me
Though
I
say
to
myself
Get
a
hold
of
yourself
Can't
you
see
that
it
never
will
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
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