I Get A Kick Out Of You

I Get A Kick Out Of You - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)/Ella Fitzgerald

My story is much to sad to be told

But practically everything

Leaves me totally cold

Yes 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

Yes I get no kick from champagne

Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all

So tell me why should it be true

Babe I get a kick out of you

Some get a kick from c*****e

Babe I'm sure that if

I took even one sniff

That would bore me terrifically too

Oh baby 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

Yes I get no kick in a plane

Flying too high with some gal in the sky

Is my idea of nothing to do

Yet baby I get a kick out of you

Yes I get a kick every time

I see you standing there before me

Baby I get a kick though it's clear to me

You obviously don't adore me

Mama I'd get no kick in a plane

Flying too high with some gal in the sky

Is my idea of nothing to do

Yet baby I get a kick

Mama I'd get a boot

I get a dick