I get a kick out of you - Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong

My story is much to sad to be told

But practically everything leaves me totally cold

Yes but 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

Yes I get no kick I from champagne

Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all

So tell me why should it be true

But I get a kick out of you

Some get a kick from ***

I'm sure that if I took even one sniff

That would bore me terrifically too

Oh baby 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

Yes I get no kick in a plane

Flying too high with some guy in the sky

Is my idea of nothing to do

Yet baby I get a kick out of you

Yes I get a kick every time

I see you standing there before me

Baby I get a kick though it's clear to me

You obviously I 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 baby I get a kick

I get a boot

I get a kick out of you