You are....
You're the top
(Cole Porter)
You're the top - you're the Coliseum
You're the top - you're the Louvre museum
You're a melody to a symphony by Strauss
You're an 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, youre 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 Gandi
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 a turkey dinner
You're the time - of the 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 the 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're simply too too too deveeen
You're a Botticelli, You're Keats, you're Shelley, you're Ovaltine
You're a boon, you're the dam at Boulder
You're the moon - over Mae Wet'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 a baby grand of a lady and a gent
You're an Old Dutch Master, you're Mrs. Astor, you're Pepsodent
You're romance, you're the Steppes of Russia
You're the pants on a Roxie usher
I'm a lazy lout that's just about to stop
But if baby I'm the bottom you're the top
You're the top, you're a Ritz hot toddy
You're the top, you're a Brewster body
You're the boats that glide on the sleepy Zuider Zee
You're a Nathan Panning, you're a Bishop Banning, you're broccoli
You're a prize, you're a night at Coney
You're the eyes of Irene Bordoni
I'm a broken doll, a falderol, a blop
But if Baby I'm the bottom, you're the top
You're the top, you're the tower of Babel
You're the top, you're the Whitney Stable
By the river Rhein you're a sturdy stein of beer
You're a dress from Saks's, you're next years taxes, you're stratosphere
You're my thoist, you're a drumstick lipstick
You're duh foist in the duh Irish Svipstick
I'm a frightened frog that can find no log to hop
But if Baby I'm the bottom, you're the top
1 Comments:
Baby you’ll find
There’s only one love
Yours and mine
I’ve got so much love
And needing you so
My love for you
I’ll never let go
I’ve got so much love
All I want is to hold you
Let me show how much I love you baby (show you)
I don’t mind and I don’t mind (loving you)
Girl I love you
There’s no one above you
(chorus)
You are the sun
You are the rain
That makes my life this foolish game
You need to know
I love you so
And I’d do it all again and again
Tell me it’s true
I can’t believe you do what you do
I’ve got so much love
And my love you’ll see
We’ll stay together, just you and me
I’ve got so much love
Only you (know me)
Tell me how to love you baby (show me)
I don’t mind and I don’t mind (tell me)
Girl, I love you
Always thinking of you
(chorus)
You are the sun
You are the rain
That makes my life this foolish game
You need to know
I love you so
And I’d do it all again and again
I know you know the way I feel
And I need your love for always
Cause when I’m with you
I fall in love
Again and again and again, baby.
(repeat chorus)
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