At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's sonnet,
You're Mickey Mouse.
You're the Nile,
You're the Tower of Pisa,
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!
You're the top!
You're Mahatma Gandhi.
You're the top!
You're Napoleon Brandy.
You're the purple light
Of a summer night in Spain,
You're the National Gallery
You're Garbo's salary,
You're cellophane.
You're sublime,
You're turkey dinner,
You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're an arrow collar
You're the top!
You're a Coolidge dollar,
You're the nimble tread
Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
You're an O'Neill drama,
You're Whistler's mama!
You're camembert.
You're a rose,
You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nose
On the great Durante.
I'm just in a way,
As the French would say, "de trop".
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're a Waldorf salad.
You're the top!
You're a Berlin ballad.
You're the baby grande of a Lady
and a Gent.
You're an old Dutch master,
You're Mrs.Astor,
You're Pepsi-dent,
You're romance,
You're the steppes of Russia,
You're the pants, on a Roxy usher,
I'm a lazy lout who's just about to stop,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
[00:11.251]At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
[00:13.781]That I always have found it best,
[00:16.551]Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
[00:19.348]To let 'em rest unexpressed,
[00:22.422]I hate parading my serenading
[00:25.005]As I'll probably miss a bar,
[00:27.460]But if this ditty is not so pretty
[00:30.653]At least it'll tell you
[00:32.007]How great you are.
[00:34.748]You're the top!
[00:37.783]You're the Coliseum.
[00:40.427]You're the top!
[00:43.476]You're the Louver Museum.
[00:46.035]You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
[00:50.031]You're a Bendel bonnet,
[00:51.708]A Shakespeare's sonnet,
[00:53.172]You're Mickey Mouse.
[00:56.550]You're the Nile,
[00:59.621]You're the Tower of Pisa,
[01:02.046]You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
[01:07.201]I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
[01:11.444]But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!
[01:17.675]You're the top!
[01:20.493]You're Mahatma Gandhi.
[01:23.161]You're the top!
[01:25.831]You're Napoleon Brandy.
[01:28.601]You're the purple light
[01:30.045]Of a summer night in Spain,
[01:32.532]You're the National Gallery
[01:34.081]You're Garbo's salary,
[01:35.415]You're cellophane.
[01:39.011]You're sublime,
[01:41.780]You're turkey dinner,
[01:44.244]You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
[01:49.586]I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
[01:53.612]But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
[01:55.816]You're the top!
[01:59.929]You're the top!
[02:02.854]You're an arrow collar
[02:05.452]You're the top!
[02:08.021]You're a Coolidge dollar,
[02:10.714]You're the nimble tread
[02:12.360]Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
[02:14.780]You're an O'Neill drama,
[02:16.239]You're Whistler's mama!
[02:17.570]You're camembert.
[02:21.010]You're a rose,
[02:23.679]You're Inferno's Dante,
[02:26.768]You're the nose
[02:29.004]On the great Durante.
[02:31.672]I'm just in a way,
[02:33.146]As the French would say, "de trop".
[02:35.774]But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
[02:37.954]You're the top!
[02:42.407]You're the top!
[02:45.266]You're a Waldorf salad.
[02:47.496]You're the top!
[02:50.151]You're a Berlin ballad.
[02:52.932]You're the baby grande of a Lady
[02:55.256]and a Gent.
[02:56.571]You're an old Dutch master,
[02:58.300]You're Mrs.Astor,
[02:59.684]You're Pepsi-dent,
[03:03.058]You're romance,
[03:05.822]You're the steppes of Russia,
[03:08.910]You're the pants, on a Roxy usher,
[03:13.671]I'm a lazy lout who's just about to stop,
[03:17.896]But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
[03:19.948]You're the top!