Lyrics:

Writer(S) Porter


verse

my Story Is Much To 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
then I Suddenly Turn And See
your Fabulous Face

chorus

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, They May Go For Cocaine
i'm Sure That If I Took Even One Sniff
it Would Bore Me Terrifically Too
but I Get A Kick Out Of You

( Some Like The Bop-Type Refrain )
( I'm Sure That If, I Heard Even One Riff )
( It Would Bore Me Terrifically Too )
( But I Get A Kick Out Of You )

( Some They May Go For Cocaine )
( I'm Sure That If, I Took Even One Sniff )
( It Would Bore Me Terrifically Too )
( But 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 It's Clear To See, You Obviously Do Not 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
but I Get A Kick Out Of You