You Go to My Head — текст песни (Ella Fitzgerald)

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

Cast a spell over me

Still I say to myself get a hold of

Yourself

Cant 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 julies

You intoxicate my soul with your eyes

Though Im certain

That this heart of mine

Hasnt a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance

You go to my head

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