 
Verse:
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
Chorus:
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 you
| 1 | Anything Goes | 
| 2 | Night And Day | 
| 3 | Let's Do It | 
| 4 | Love For Sale | 
| 5 | Just One Of Those Things | 
| 6 | Don't Fence Me In | 
| 7 | Down In The Depths |