Lyrics:

[verse Louis Armstrong]
you Go To My Head
and You Linger Like A Haunting Refrain
and I Find You Spinning 'round In My Brain
like A Bubble 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 A 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 Never Can Be, Yes'

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

and You Go To My Head
you Go To My Head
you Go To My Head