You Go To My Head - Live At Carnegie Hall Lyrics
| Song | You Go To My Head - Live At Carnegie Hall |
| Artist | Rufus Wainwright |
| Album | Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall |
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| You go to my head 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 casts a spell over me Still I say to myself: get a hold of yourself Can't you see that it can never be? | |
| You go to my head With smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Tho 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 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 casts a spell over me Still I say to myself: get a hold of yourself Can' t you see that it can never be? | |
| You go to my head With smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Tho 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 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 casts a spell over me Still I say to myself: get a hold of yourself Can' t you see that it can never be? | |
| You go to my head With smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Tho I' m certain that this heart of mine Hasn' t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, You go to my head |
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