I Get a Kick out of You Songtext
von Frank Sinatra

My story is much too 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
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, they may go for cocaine
I′m sure that if I took even one sniff
It would bore me terrifically too
Yet, 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
Yet, I get a kick
Mmm, you give me a boot
I get a kick out of you