You go to my head 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 You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of

Baby you're the best I ever had Best I ever had And I'm certain that There ain't nothing better No there ain't nothing better than this But I just don't know (don't know girl) Baby one thing is for certain Whatever you do it's working

And there's certain things that I adore And there's certain things that I ignore But I'm certain that I'm yours Certain that I'm yours And you keep coming back, coming back again Keep running round, running round, running round my head Certain that I'm

Someone who'll watch over me There's a saying old says that love is blind Still were often told, seek and ye shall find So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet Hes the big affair I cannot forget Only

I did it my way And did it my way And now, the end is near And so I face the final curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case, of which I'm certain I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each and every highway But more, much more than

Comme d'habitude Je vais jouer A faire semblant And now, the end is near and so I got to face The final curtain, girl Friends I say clear and state her case of which I'm uncertain I've lived a life that's full of travelled each and every highway And

Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain Why should I care

You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne Like a sip of

You go to my head 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 You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of

You're looking at me Where is that girl? Who was certain her charms couldn't fail And where is that girl? Who believed every word of this ridiculous tale Who was so childishly flattered? Thought she'd swept him off his feet Who woke to find her dreams