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
ColiseumYou're the top -
Mmm? you're the
Louvre museum
You're a melody from a symphony by
StraussYou're a
Bendel bonnet, a
Shakespeare sonnet,
You're Mickey
MouseYou're the
Nile - You're the tower of
PisaYou're the smile - on the
Mona LisaI'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
SpainYou'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
DanteYou're the nose - watch it!
I meanWhatwhatwhawha 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'
Cause if baby
I'm the bottom
You're the top