frank sinatra'nın cole porter coverlarından bir tanesi. şarkının geçmişi 1934'lere dayanır.

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my story is much too sad to be told,
but practically everything leaves me totally cold.
the 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.

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, they may go for cocaine.
i'm sure that if i took even one sniff
it 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 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.
yet i get a kick - um you give me a boot - i get a kick out of you

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