Letra de I Get A Kick Out Of You (Live At United Nations, New York/1963)
My story is much to sad to be told But practically everything Leaves me totally cold The only exception i know is the caseWhen I'm out on a quiet spree Fighting vainly the old ennui And I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous faceI get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't move me at all So tell me why should it be true That I get a kick out of youI get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some gal in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do And i get a kick out of youI get a kick every time i see you Standing there before me I get a kick though it's clear to see You obviously do not adore meI get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some gal in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do And i get a kick, you give me a boot I get a kick out of you