You Go To My Head - Gabriela Anders

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

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