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At words I'm so pathetic
That I always have it best
of getting 'em off my chest
To let 'em rest,
I hate my serenading
As I'll probably a bar
But if this is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you how you are

You're the top, the Collisseum
You're the top, you're the Museum
the melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeare sonnet, you're Mickey

You're the Nile, you're the Tower of
You're the smile of the Mona
I'm a worthless check, a wreck, a flop
But if baby, I'm the bottom, the top

You're the top, you're Gandhi
You're the top, Napoleon brandy
the purple light of a summer night in Spain
You're the National Gallery, you're salary, you're cellophane

You're sublime, you're a turkey
You're the of the Derby Winner
I'm a toy balloon that's soon to pop
But if baby, I'm the bottom, the top

the top, you're a Waldorf salad
You're the top, a Berlin ballad
You're the nimble tread of the feet of Astaire
You're an drama, you're Whistler's mama, you're camembert

a rose, you're inferno's Dante
You're the nose, on the great
I'm a lazy lout who is just about to
But if baby, I'm the bottom, the top