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My story is much to sad to be told
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But practically everything leaves me totally cold
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The only exception I know is the case
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When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui
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Then I suddenly turn and see
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Your fabulous face
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Chorus:
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I get no kick from champagne
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Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
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So tell me why should it be true
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That I get a kick out of you
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Some like the perfume from Spain
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I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
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It would bore me terrifically too
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But I get a kick out of you
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( Some like the bop-type refrain )
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( I'm sure that if, I heard even one riff )
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( It would bore me terrifically too )
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( But I get a kick out of you )
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( Some they may go for cocaine )
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( I'm sure that if, I took even one sniff )
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( It would bore me terrifically too )
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( But I get a kick out of you )
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I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
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I get a kick though it's clear to see, you obviously do not adore me
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I get no kick in a plane
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Flying too high with some gal in the sky
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Is my idea of nothing to do
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But I get a kick out of you
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I Get A Kick Out Of You
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