Lyrics You're the Top (Remastered) - Cole Porter
At
words
poetic,
I′m
so
pathetic
That
I
always
have
found
it
best,
Instead
of
getting
'em
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!
You′re
the
Louver
Museum.
You're
a
melody
from
a
symphony
by
Strauss
You′re
a
Bendel
bonnet,
A
Shakespeare's
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!
Your
words
poetic
are
not
pathetic.
On
the
other
hand,
babe,
you
shine,
And
I
can
feel
after
every
line
A
thrill
divine
Down
my
spine.
Now
gifted
humans
like
Vincent
Youmans
Might
think
that
your
song
is
bad,
But
I
got
a
notion
I'll
second
the
motion
And
this
is
what
I′m
going
to
add;
You're
the
top!
You′re
Mahatma
Gandhi.
You're
the
top!
You're
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′re
sublime,
You're
turkey
dinner,
You′re
the
time,
the
time
of
a
Derby
winner
I'm
a
toy
balloon
that's
fated
soon
to
pop
But
if,
baby,
I′m
the
bottom,
You′re
the
top!
You're
the
top!
You′re
an
arrow
collar
You're
the
top!
You′re
a
Coolidge
dollar,
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
a
rose,
You′re
Inferno's
Dante,
You′re
the
nose
On
the
great
Durante.
I'm
just
in
a
way,
As
the
French
would
say,
"de
trop".
But
if,
baby,
I′m
the
bottom,
You're
the
top!
You're
the
top!
You′re
a
dance
in
Bali.
You′re
the
top!
You're
a
hot
tamale.
You′re
an
angel,
you,
Simply
too,
too,
too
diveen,
You're
a
Boticcelli,
You′re
Keats,
You're
Shelly!
You′re
Ovaltine!
You're
a
boom,
You're
the
dam
at
Boulder,
You′re
the
moon,
Over
Mae
West′s
shoulder,
I'm
the
nominee
of
the
G.O.P.
Or
GOP!
But
if,
baby,
I′m
the
bottom,
You're
the
top!
You′re
the
top!
You're
a
Waldorf
salad.
You′re
the
top!
You're
a
Berlin
ballad.
You're
the
boats
that
glide
On
the
sleepy
Zuider
Zee,
You′re
an
old
Dutch
master,
You′re
Lady
Astor,
You're
broccoli!
You′re
romance,
You're
the
steppes
of
Russia,
You′re
the
pants,
on
a
Roxy
usher,
I'm
a
broken
doll,
a
fol-de-rol,
a
blop,
But
if,
baby,
I′m
the
bottom,
You're
the
top!
1 Don't Fence Me In (Remastered)
2 You're the Top (Remastered)
3 So in Love (Remastered)
4 I'm Gettin' Myself Ready for You (Remastered)
5 Begin the Beguine (Remastered)
6 I've Got You Under My Skin (Remastered)
7 That Heart Belongs to Me (Remastered)
8 The Laziest Gal in Town (Remastered)
9 Find Me a Primitive Man (Remastered)
10 My Heart Belongs to You (Remastered)
11 Love for Sale (Remastered)
12 Rosalie (Remastered)
13 My Heart Belongs to Daddy (Remastered)
14 Do I Love You? (Remastered)
15 It's De Lovely (Remastered)
16 What Is This Thing Called Love Piano Solo (Remastered)
17 When Love Beckoned (Remastered)
18 Night and Day (Remastered)
19 Just One of Those Things (Remastered)
20 I Get a Kick out of You (Remastered)
21 Anything Goes (Remastered)
22 Allez vous-en (Remastered)
23 Fresh as a Daisy (Remastered)
24 What Is This Thing Called Love (Remastered)
25 Let's Do It Let's Fall in Love (Remastered)
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