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 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 you give me a boot i get a kick out of you3