เนื้อเพลง : Cole Porter

ทำนอง : Cole Porter

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

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

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 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

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