You Go to My Head Songtext

von Eva Cortés

You go to my head and you ?hunting with .
And I got you spinnin? round in my brain,
Like the bubbles in the glass of Champaign,
You go to my head like a .sparkle ?
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kick in the ?
The thrill of the flood, that you might give a .
To my .to spell around me
Still I .to myself gotta a ?can?t you see
That ? that you go to my head
With a ?
Like a summer with the flowers .
? you ain?t touch, catch my soul,
With your eyes in the ?certain,
This heart of mine ? of this chance
In this gracy romance
You go to my head.
La ra ra ra ra ya, la ra ra ra ra ya
But you go to my head with a smile
That makes my temperature rise,
Some with ?
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
And though I?m certain
This heart of mine ? of this chance
In this gracy romance
You go to my head.
You go, you go to my head,
You know that you, go, to my head
You go to my head.