You Go To My Head 
J. Fred Coots, Haven Gillespie, Jazz Standard, Alcohol

You go 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
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julip or two.

The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my please casts a spell over me.
Still I say to myself, "Get a hold of yourself, can't you see that it never can be."

You go to my head, with a smile that makes my temp'rature rise,
Like a summer with a thousand Julys,
You intoxicate my eyes.
Tho' I'm certain that this heart of mine hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance,
You go to my head,
You go to my head.

Recorded by virtually everyone, including:
Bing Crosby
Doris Day
Judy Garland
Billie Holiday
Harry James
Stan Kenton
Linda Ronstadt
Frank Sinatra
Keely Smith
Rod Stewart
Neil Sedaka
Sarah Vaughan
Marlene Dietrich
Chet Baker
Dave Brubeck