“You go to my head”

by Gillespie and Coots

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
Cast 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 Julies
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

the great Billie Holiday sings this song


“The island”

by Bergman, Bergman, Lins and Martins

Make believe we’ve landed on a desert island
Bathe me in the waters, warm me in the moonlight
Taste me with your kisses, find my secret places
Touch me till I tremble, free my wings for flying
And catch me while I’m falling

Keep your arms around me
Like there’s no tomorrow
Let me know you love me

On our little island, not a soul can see us
Show me how to love you, teach me how to please you
Lay your dreams beside me, only stars will listen
To our cries and whispers, you were made to love me
And I was made to love you

Keep your arms around me
And loose yourself inside me
Make it last forever.