I Get a Kick out of You
Tommy Dorsey Lyrics


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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.

Overall Meaning

Tommy Dorsey's "I Get a Kick Out of You" is a love song that conveys the idea that the singer finds ultimate pleasure in his beloved's company, rather than in frivolous things, such as alcohol, cocaine or being high. He says that these things do not thrill him, and while other people might derive pleasure from them, they bore him. On the other hand, he finds great joy and excitement every time he sees his beloved, even if it is clear that she does not feel the same way about him. He compares his adoration with the feeling other people might get from using drugs or flying in a plane with a romantic partner, stating that those things do not interest him, but he still gets a kick out of being with her.


The lyrics are poetic and nuanced, and they convey the idea that true love is more exhilarating than any physical or sensory stimulation. The way the singer lists alcohol, cocaine and flying in a plane before declaring his love is an effective way of emphasizing his sentiments. The song also suggests that love can be unrequited, and yet still provide immense pleasure to the person feeling it. The use of the word "kick" suggests a sudden burst of energy or excitement, and it emphasizes the singer's sense of elation at the mere thought of his beloved.


Line by Line Meaning

I get no kick from champagne,
I do not get excited or thrilled from drinking champagne


Mere alcohol,
Even the simple consumption of alcohol is not exciting to me


Doesn't thrill me at all,
It doesn't provide any kind of excitement or thrill for me


So tell me, why should it be true,
I am questioning why it is commonly assumed that champagne or alcohol should be thrilling for everyone


That I get a kick out of you.
Despite not being thrilled by other things, being around and interacting with you provides me with a sense of excitement


Some get a kick from cocaine,
Some people become excited or stimulated from using cocaine


I'm sure that if,
I am confident that


I took even one sniff,
Even the slightest exposure to cocaine


It would bore me terrifically, too,
Would also not provide any excitement, but instead be quite boring


Yet I get a kick out of you.
Despite cocaine not being thrilling for me, being around and interacting with you gives me a sense of joy and excitement


I get a kick every time I see you,
Each time I see you, it excites me


Standing there before me,
Simply being in your presence


I get a kick though it's clear to see,
Even though it is evident


You obviously don't adore me.
That you do not have any feelings of love or affection towards me


Some get a kick in a plane,
Some people become excited or thrilled while flying in an airplane


Flying too high,
Flying at a high altitude


With some gal in the sky,
With a female companion who is also on the airplane


Is my idea of nothing to do,
I do not find this appealing or enjoyable in any way


But I get a kick out of you.
Despite not finding thrill in other activities, being around and interacting with you is exciting and enjoyable for me


I get a kick, out of you.
Overall, being with you provides me with a sense of joy and excitement that I do not get from other things




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Cole Porter

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on A HIGH HAT, A PICOLO AND A CANE

Who stole my gal away with a minor stay?

A high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!

Who made my honey say my love gave her a pain?

A high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!

A high salutin', crap shootin', piccolo tootin' high brow! (x2)

He played a little bell and raised a literal hell, then her head went 'round and 'round.

Whoah!

She thought I was okay, at least that thought betrayed.

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