I Get a Kick out of You Songtext

von Sutton Foster

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 ennui
And I suddenly turn and see
Your fabulous face
I get nog kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all,
So tell me why should it be true
That I get akick out of you?
Some get a kick from cacaine.
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 everytime 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 nog 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