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Recorded by Judy Garland for Capitol Records Words and music by Haven Gillespie and J. Fred Coots, 1938 For more information see the Capitol Studio page 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 till 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. |
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