Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Louis Armstrong
Chant
Oscar Peterson
Piano
Herb Ellis
Guitare
Ray Brown
Contrebasse
Louie Bellson
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Cole Porter
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Norman Granz
Production
Paroles
[Verse 1]
My story is much too sad to be told
But practically everythin'
Leaves me totally cold
Yes
The only exception I know is the case
When I'm out on a quiet spree
Fightin' vainly the old ennui
And I suddenly turn and see
Your fabulous face
[Verse 2]
Yes, 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?
[Verse 3]
Some get a kick from cocaine
Well, I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
That would bore me
Terrifically too
Ooh, baby
I get a kick out of you
[Verse 4]
I get a kick
Every time I see
You standin' there before me
I get a kick though it's clear to me
You obviously do not adore me
[Verse 5]
Yes
I get no kick in a plane
Flyin' too high
With some gal in the sky
Is my idea of nothin' to do
Yet, baby
I get a kick out of you
[Verse 6]
Yes, I get a kick
Every time
I see you
Standin' there before me
Baby, I get a kick
Though it's clear
To me
You obviously I don't adore me
[Verse 7]
Momma, I get no kick
In a plane
Flyin' too high
With some gal in the sky
It's my idea
Of nothin' to do
Yeah, baby
I get a kick
Momma, I get a boot
I get a kick
You
Written by: Cole Porter