My story is much too sad to be told,
but practically everything
leaves me totally cold.
The only exception I know is the case,
when I’m out on a quiet spree,
fighting vainly the old ennui
and I suddenly turn and see,
your fabulous face.
I get no kick from Champagne
Mere alcohol doesn t thrill me at all
so tell me why should it be true
that I get a kick
out of you
Some get a kick from cocaine
I m sure that if I took even one sniff
that would bore me terrifically too
yet I get a kick out of you
I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
I get a kick though its clear to me you obviously don t
adore me
I get no kick in a plane
Flying too high
with some guy in the sky is my idea of nothing to do
Yet I get a kick
Out of you