Текст песни Louis Armstrong - You Go To My Head
Louis Armstrong - You Go To My Head слова песни
Haven Gillespie/J.Fred CootsYou go to my headAnd you linger like a haunting refrainAnd I find you spinning `round in my brainLike the bubbles in a glass of champagneYou go to my headLike a sip of sparkling burgundy brewAnd I find the very mention of youLike the kicker in a julep or twoThe thrill of the thoughtThat you might give a thought to my pleaCasts a spell over meStill I say to myself"Get a hold of yourself,Can`t you see that it never can be"You go to my headWith a smile that makes my temperature riseLike a summer with a thousand JulysYou intoxicate my soul with your eyesThough I`m certain that this heart of mineHasn`t a ghost of a chanceIn this crazy romanceYou go to my headYou go to my headYou go to my head