Slant & Slide

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 get a kick 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.
 Some get a kick in a plane,
 Flying too high,
 With some gal in the sky,
 Is my idea of nothing to do,
 But I get a kick out of you.
 I get a kick... out of you.