I get no kick from Champagne
Mere alcohol doesn’t thrill me at all
Tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you
Some like the bop-type refrain
I’m sure that if I heard even one riff *
It would bore me terrifically too
But I get a kick out of you
I get a kick every time I see you
Standin' there before me
I get a kick though it’s clear to see
You obviously don’t adore me
Some get a kick in a plane
Flying too high with some boy in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do
But I get a kick out of you
Ooh I get a kick out of you
I get a kick out of you…