Lyrics Slideaway - The RAH Band

Slideaway

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 eys
The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought to my pla
Casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself «Get a hold of yourself»
Can’t you see that this never can be