Oh, you go to my head like a sip of sparkling Burgundy brew and I find the very mention of you like a kicker in a julep or two.

NPR: Keter Betts, Reflecting on a Life in Jazz

Ms. DINAH WASHINGTON: (Singing) 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.

NPR: Keter Betts, Reflecting on a Life in Jazz