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I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol never moves me at all
And I can't describe these things I do
And somehow I get a kick out of you
Hey, yeah
Now, I get a kick every time I see
You standing there before me
And I get a kick though it's clear to me
That you obviously don't adore me
I get no kick on a plane
And Ryan flying real high with some girl in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do
And yet I get a kick out of you