Текст песни Rod Stewart - You Go To My Head
Rod Stewart - You Go To My Head слова песни
You go to my head and you linger like a haunting refrainAnd I find you spinning `round in my brainLike the bubbles in a glass of champagneYou go to my head like a sip of sparkling Burgundy brewAnd I find the very mention of youLike the kicker in a julep or twoThe thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my pleaCast a spell over meStill I say to myself get a hold of yourselfCan`t you see that it never can beYou go to my head with 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 chance in this crazy romanceYou go to my headThe thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my pleaCast a spell over meStill I say to myself get a hold of yourselfCan`t you see that it never can beYou go to my head with 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 chance in this crazy romanceYou go to my headYou go to my headYou go to my head