I Get a Kick Out of You Songtext
von Sutton Foster

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 get a kick from cocaine
I′m sure that if I took even one sniff
That 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 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