I Get a Kick Out of You - Donna Hightower

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…