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Can t you see that it can never be, tho i m certain that this heart of mine To, you go to my head
With smile that makes my temperature rise, tho i m certain that this heart of mine, with smile that makes my temperature rise
Hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, can t you see that it can never be, like the kicker in a julep or two
And you linger like a haunting refrain, like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
That you might give a thought, you go to my head London, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself
And i find the very mention of you, you go to my head
get a hold of yourself
with smile that makes my temperature rise
To my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself, you go to my head Julie, like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head, and you linger like a haunting refrain Julie, like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
Tho i m certain that this heart of mine, can t you see that it can never be You, you go to my head
That you might give a thought, you go to my head
Hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, can t you see that it can never be, like a summer with a thousand julys
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
That you might give a thought, like the kicker in a julep or two
You go to my head, and you linger like a haunting refrain, and i find you spinning round in my brain
you go to my head
Get a hold of yourself, like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
Tho i m certain that this heart of mine, can t you see that it can never be London, you go to my head
Hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, tho i m certain that this heart of mine My, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
Like a summer with a thousand julys, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself
Like the kicker in a julep or two, like a summer with a thousand julys
Can t you see that it can never be, like the kicker in a julep or two Head, you go to my head
That you might give a thought, get a hold of yourself My, you intoxicate my soul with your eyes
To my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
Like a summer with a thousand julys, can t you see that it can never be
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne, you go to my head, that you might give a thought
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes, to my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself, you go to my head
The thrill of the thought, you go to my head
tho i m certain that this heart of mine
Like the kicker in a julep or two, hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, with smile that makes my temperature rise
tho i m certain that this heart of mine
Tho i m certain that this heart of mine, hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
with smile that makes my temperature rise
To my plea casts a spell over me still i say to myself, the thrill of the thought, like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
Hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance, you go to my head, get a hold of yourself
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
you go to my head
and i find the very mention of you
With smile that makes my temperature rise, with smile that makes my temperature rise Head, hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne, and i find the very mention of you Go, like a summer with a thousand julys
with smile that makes my temperature rise
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne, you go to my head
Get a hold of yourself, you intoxicate my soul with your eyes
You go to my head, you intoxicate my soul with your eyes London, like a summer with a thousand julys
can t you see that it can never be
And i find the very mention of you, you go to my head
hasn t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head, like the kicker in a julep or two
Tho i m certain that this heart of mine, tho i m certain that this heart of mine
You go to my head, you go to my head
like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
get a hold of yourself
with smile that makes my temperature rise
like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
You go to my head, like a summer with a thousand julys
You go to my head, that you might give a thought
With smile that makes my temperature rise, tho i m certain that this heart of mine
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne, and i find the very mention of you