You're the Top - Bing Crosby, Victor Young, The Paramount Studio Orchestra

You’re the top

(You're the top)

You’re the top

(You're the top)

You’re the top

(You're the top, you’re the top)

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