That would bore me terrifically too
Is my idea of nothing to do, yet I get a kick out of you
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 guy in the sky
I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
Some get a kick from cocaine
So tell me why should it be true
I get a kick out of you
My story is much to sad to be told
Songwriter: Cole Porter
Is my idea of nothing to do, yet I get a kick out of you
That I get a kick out of you
I get no kick from champagne
I get no kick in a plane, flying too high with some guy in the sky
I get a kick though it's clear to me, you obviously don't adore me
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
Publisher: WB MUSIC CORP.
But practically everything leaves me totally cold
The only exception I know is the case
But I get a kick out of you
When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui
I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face