Lady Gaga — I Get A Kick Out Of You

My story is much too 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 And I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous face I get no kick from Champagne Mere alchohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true, mmm yeah That I get a kick out of you Some may go from 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 don't adore me I get no kick out of a plane Flying too high with some gal in the sky is my idea of nothing to do Yet I get a kick out of you 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 You give me a whirl I get a kick out of you Get my kicks out of you