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You go to my head, C#m Dm7
And you lingeG7r like a haunting refrain, F7
And I find you spinnE7ing 'round in my brAm7ain F7
Like the bubbles iE7n a glass of champagne.F#m7 Bm7 E7
You go to my head C#m Dm7
Like a sip G7of sparkling Burgundy brew, F7
And I find the veE7ry mention of Am7you F7
Like the kicker inE7 a Julip or two. Em7 A7
The D7thrill of the thought that you mighG#7t give a thought
To my plA6ea casts a spell over mA6e;
Still, I Gdimsay to myseG#7lf, Get a hC#m7old of youC#6rself,
Can't Eb7you see that it G#7never can Cbe? E7
You go to my head C#m Dm7
With a sG7mile that makes my temp'rature riseF7,
Like a summeE7r with a thousand JF7uly's,
You intoxicate my E7soul with your eyesEm7. A7
Though ID7'm certain that this heaG#7rt of mine
Hasn'A6t a ghost D7of a chaA6nce, in this crF#7azy romancBm7e,
YE5ou go to my head, youBm7 go to E5my head.
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