You Get to My Head - Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday Orchestra

You go to my head

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 ahold 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, 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