You Go to My Head
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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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 it never can be?
You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Frank Sinatra's song "You Go to My Head" talk about the persistent presence of the person the singer is thinking of, even though they are not physically present. The person is described as haunting and intoxicating, with the mere mention of their name causing a thrill in the singer. The metaphor of champagne bubbles is used to describe the way this person's presence lingers in the singer's mind, and the mention of a julep or two adds to the idea of being under the influence of this person's spell. The singer is aware of the unlikelihood of any sort of relationship with this person, but the attraction is still strong, and they are constantly thinking of them.


The lyrics convey a sense of longing and infatuation, with the singer's repeated use of the phrase "you go to my head" highlighting the way this person has a hold over them, like a drug. The imagery of champagne bubbles and summer days add to the romantic, intoxicating atmosphere of the song, while the singer's attempts to "get a hold of [themself]" suggest a struggle against this powerful attraction.


Overall, the lyrics of "You Go to My Head" offer an insightful exploration of unrequited love and the intense, sometimes overwhelming feelings it can inspire.


Line by Line Meaning

You go to my head and you linger like a haunting refrain
You are always on my mind, like a song that I can’t stop humming


And I find you spinning 'round in my brain
I can’t stop thinking about you, and it consumes my thoughts


Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You excite me, like the carbonation in a glass of champagne


You go to my head like a sip of sparkling Burgundy brew
The taste of Burgundy wine reminds me of you, and I can’t get you out of my mind


And I find the very mention of you
Just hearing your name excites me and sets my mind to spinning


Like the kicker in a julep or two
You are like the mint in a julep, adding a new level of excitement to my life


The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea
I am excited by the mere possibility that you might consider my approach to you


Casts a spell over me
Your presence in my life has a powerful, magical effect on me


Still I say to myself get a hold of yourself
I try to convince myself to calm down and think rationally about my feelings


Can't you see that it never can be?
I know deep down that our romance can never be, but it doesn’t stop me from wanting you


You go to my head with a smile that makes my temperature rise
Your smile is so captivating that it raises my heart rate and excites me


Like a summer with a thousand Julys
Your presence in my life is like experiencing a hot, passionate summer that never ends


You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
I am entranced by the way you look at me, and it affects me deeply


Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Even though I know for sure that my heart is lost to you


Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
I know that we cannot be together and that my desires for you are unrealistic


You go to my head
You consume my thoughts and emotions


You go to my head
You take up residence inside my mind and heart




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Written by: J Fred Coots, Haven Gillespie

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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