I Get A Kick Out Of You

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 dig that perfume from Spain
I’m sure that if I took even one whiff
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 me
You obviously don’t 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
I get a kick out of you
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 don’t adore me
I get no kick being thrown from a plane
A thousand foot fall doesn’t thrill me at all
So tell me why should it be true?
That I get a kick, you give me a boot
I get a kick out of you