Track Title:               I Get A Kick Out Of You

Album Title:               Gold
Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra

Lyrics:
I Get a Kick Out of You

Writer(s):  Cole Porter

My story is much to 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
Then 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 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 terrifically too, but 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                   )
(        Some they may go for cocaine                  )
(        I'm sure that if, I took even one sniff       )
(        It would bore me terrifically too             )
(        But 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 see, you obviously do not 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


Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines
{larryh@mydestiny.net}

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