I GET A KICK OUT OF YOU SONGMy story is much too sad to be
toldBut practically everything leaves me totally coldThe only
exception I know is the caseWhen I'm out on a quiet spreeFighting
vainly the old ennuiAnd I suddenly turn and see your fabulous
face
I get no kick from champagneMere alcohol doesn't thrill me, at
allSo tell me, why should it be trueThat I get a kick out of
you?
Some, they may go for cocaineI'm sure that if I took even one
sniffTwould bore me terrifically, tooYet I get a kick out of
you
I get a kick every time I see you standing there before meI get
a kick, though it's clear to see you obviously do not adore me
I get no kick in a planeFlying too high with some gal in the
skyIs my idea of nothing to doYet I get a kickMmm, you give me a
bootI get a kick out of you
Some like the perfume from SpainI'm sure that if I took even one
sniffIt would bore me terrifically, tooBut I get a kick out of
you
Some like the bop-type refrainI'm sure that if I heard even one
riffIt would bore me terrifically, tooBut I get a kick out of
you
