I Get a Kick Out of You      My story is much too sad to be told   But practic'lly ev'rything   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 terrific'lly too   Yet I get a kick out of you      I get a kick ev'ry time I see   You standing there before me      I get a kick tho' it's 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      I get a kick ev'ry time I see   You standing there before me      I get a kick tho' it's 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 . . .   I get a . . .   I get a kick out of you