Lyrics:

My story is much too sad to be told,**lf**But practically everything leaves me totally cold.**lf**The only exception I know is the case**lf**Where I&ampapos;m out on a quiet spree**lf**Fighting vainly the old ennui**lf**And I suddenly turn and see**lf**Your fabulous face.**lf****lf**I get no kick from champagne.**lf**Mere alcohol doesn&ampapos;t thrill me at all,**lf**So tell me why should it be true**lf**That I get a kick out of you?**lf****lf**Some get a kick from cocaine.**lf**I&ampapos;m sure that if I took even one sniff**lf**That would bore me terrific&ampapos;ly too,**lf**Oh baby, I get a kick out of you.**lf****lf**I get a kick everytime I see**lf**You&ampapos;re standing there before me.**lf**I get a kick though it&ampapos;s clear to me**lf**You obviously don&ampapos;t adore me.**lf****lf**I get no kick in a plane.**lf**Flying too high with some girl in the sky**lf**Is my idea of nothing to do,**lf**Yeah baby, I get a kick out of you.