My story is much too sad to be told, but
practic´ly ev´rything 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, and
I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face. I get
no kick from champagne, mere alcohol doesn´t
thrill me at all. So tell me why should it be true
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/Vy]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 terrific´ly too. Yet I
get a kick out of you. I get a kick ev´ry time I
see you standing there before me. I get a kick
tho´ 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 skyis my idea of nothing to do.
Yet I get a kick, you give me a boost, I get a
kick out of you.