Из альбома: Wave Music, Volume 12
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
[Incomprehensible]
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