You go right to the head
You go right to the head
You go right to the head
You go right to the head

Call me up
I'm feeling the feelings of validation
It's a trip
You can't make this kinda thing up
It's a dopamine hit
I'll pick up the phone when I'm all on my own
Babe, babe, babe, babe
Swallow it down and sink into where I belong

You go right to the head
You go right to the head