I Get a Kick out of You Songtext
von Steve Tyrell

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
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 like the perfume from spain
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 youThanks to thudord