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[ti:You Go To My Head] |
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[ar:rod stewart] |
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You go to my head and you linger like a haunting refrain |
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And I find you spinning 'round in my brain |
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Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne |
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You go to my head like a sip of sparkling Burgundy brew |
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And I find the very mention of you |
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Like the kicker in a julep or two |
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The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea |
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Cast a spell over me |
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Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself |
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Can't you see that it never can be |
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You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise |
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Like a summer with a thousand Julys |
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You intoxicate my soul with your eyes |
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Though I'm certain that this heart of mine |
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Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance |
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You go to my head |
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The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea |
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Cast a spell over me |
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Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself |
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Can't you see that it never can be |
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You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise |
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Like a summer with a thousand Julys |
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You intoxicate my soul with your eyes |
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Though I'm certain that this heart of mine |
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Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance |
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You go to my head |
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You go to my head |
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You go to my head |