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 fightly 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're standing there before me. I get a kick though it's clear to me, You obviously don't adore me. I get no kick in a plane, Flying too high with some gal in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do, Yet i get a kick out of you!
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