| 歌曲 | You Go to My Head |
| 歌手 | Etta James |
| 专辑 | Heart Of A Woman |
| 作词 : Coots, Gillespie | |
| 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 | |
| And I find the very mention of you | |
| Like the kicker in a julep or two | |
| The thrill of the thought | |
| That you might give a thought | |
| To my plea, casts a spell over me | |
| Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself | |
| Can't you see that this never can be | |
| You go to my head | |
| With a smile that makes my temperature rise | |
| Like a summer with a thousand July's | |
| You intoxicate my soul with your eyes | |
| Though 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 | |
| With a smile that makes my temperature rise | |
| Like a summer with a thousand July's | |
| You intoxicate my soul with your eyes | |
| Though 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 |
| zuò cí : Coots, Gillespie | |
| 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 | |
| And I find the very mention of you | |
| Like the kicker in a julep or two | |
| The thrill of the thought | |
| That you might give a thought | |
| To my plea, casts a spell over me | |
| Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself | |
| Can' t you see that this never can be | |
| You go to my head | |
| With a smile that makes my temperature rise | |
| Like a summer with a thousand July' s | |
| You intoxicate my soul with your eyes | |
| Though 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 | |
| With a smile that makes my temperature rise | |
| Like a summer with a thousand July' s | |
| You intoxicate my soul with your eyes | |
| Though 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 |