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.
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.