作词：Cole Porter
作曲：Cole Porter
编曲：Nelson Riddle
主唱：Featuring Woody Herman&The Young Thundering Herd
I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all.
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you?
Some get their kicks from cocaine.
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
That would bore me terrifically, 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 it's clear to me
You obviously don't adore me.
＃I get no kick in a plane.
Flying too high with some gal in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do.
But I get a kick out of you.
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