You're The Top

You're the Top - Ethel Merman

At words poetic i'm so pathetic

That i always have found it best

Instead of getting them 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 colosseum

You're the top

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 gandhi

You're the top

You're napoleon brandy

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 repose you're inferno's dante

You're the nose on the great durante

I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop

But if baby i'm the bottom you're the top