Lyric You re The Top

at words poetic i m so pathetic
That i always have found it best
Instead of getting it 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 -
Mmm¡­ you re the louvre museum.
You re a melody from a symphony by strauss.
You re a bendel bonnet, a shakespeare 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 ghandi.
You re the top - you are 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 are sublime, you re a turkey dinner.
You re the time - the time of the derby winner.
I m a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop.
But if baby i m the bottom, you re the top, top.

Steve, there is something i got to tell ya..
What is it judy?
Well, umm¡­

You re the top (i am?) - mmm ¡­you re a waldorf salad
Oh no, no let me say it
You re the top (me too?) - you re a berlin ballad you re the nimble tread of
The feet of fred astaire
(actually i don t dance very well)
You re an o neill drama, you re whistler s mother -
Mama (oh), you re camembert.
You re a rose, (mmm. sweet)
You re inferno s dante.
You re the nose - watch it!i mean
Whatwhatwhawha what- on the great durante.that s better
I m the lazy lout who is just about to storm let s not storm
But if baby i m the bottom,
She s the one for me
And i ve got im
Coz if baby i m the bottom,
You re the top.