I Get a Kick Out of You

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 enui And i suddenly turn and see, Your fabulous face. I get no kick from Champagne Mere alchohol 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 cocain I'm sure that if i took even one sniff That would bore me terrificly 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 its 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