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