Written by Cole Porter
Introdução Verse A7 D Em7 A7 D6 My story is much too sad to be told A7 D A7 D Em7 A7 But practic'ly ev'rything leaves me totally cold D Em7 A7 F# The only exception I know is the case Fdim F# Fdim A7 When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui B7 Em A7 D F#m And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face Melody Em7 A7 D F#m I get no kick from champagne Em7 A7 D D7M B7 Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all Em7 A7 D6 F#m B7 So tell me, why should it be true Em7 A7 D F#m That I get a kick out of you Em7 A7 D F#m Some like a bop-type refrain Em7 A7 D D7M D6 B7 I'm sure that if I heard even one riff that would Em7 A7 D6 F#m B7 Bore me terrific'y, too Em A7 D Yet I get a kick out of you Bridge D7 G E7 C G C G Bm Bm5-/7 Cdim B7 I get a kick ev'ry time I see you're standing there before me Em Cdim Em Cdim I get a kick, though it's clear to me Em E7 Em7 A7/13- You obviously do not adore me Em7 A7 D F#m I get no kick in a plane Em7 A7 D D9 A7 D6 Flying too high with some gal in the sky B7 Em7 A7 B7 Is my idea of nothing to do Em7 A7 F#m B7 Yet I get a kick, you give me a boot Em7 A7 D Yes, I get a kick out of you