You're The Top-Patricia Barber

You're The Top - Patricia Barber 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 'Cause if baby I'm the bottom You're the top