You Go To My Head
Billie Holiday - 《Beautiful Ballads And Love Songs》
You linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning round
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a tulip or two
The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea casts a spell over me
Cant 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 Im certain that this heart of mine
Hasnt a ghost of a chance
You go to my head you go to my head