歌曲名 You Are The Top 歌手名 Sutton Foster And Colin Donnell

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You think some teabag

can compete with you

You think he's got one tiny fraction

of your brains Your looks Your

At words poetic I'm so pathetic

that I always have found it best

Instead of getting them off my chest

To let them rest unexpressed

I hate parading my serenading for

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 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

I'm a worthless check a total wreck a flop

But if baby I'm the bottom you're the top

Your poetic are not pathetic

on the other hand babe you shine

And I can feel after every line

A thrill sublime down my spine

Now gifted humans

like Vincent Youmans might think

that your song it bad

But I've 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 Mahatma Gandhi

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 a 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 divine

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 West's shoulder

I'm the nominee of the GOP

Or gop

But if baby I'm the bottom

But if baby I'm the bottom

But if baby I'm the bottom

You're the top

You're the top

You're my Swanee River

You're the top

You're a goose's liver

You're the baby brand of a lady and a gent

You're a dress from Saks'

You're next year's taxes

You're Pepsodent

You're a prize

You're a night at Cooney

You're the eyes

Of Irene Bordoni

I'm a frightened frog that can

find no log to hop

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 steps of Russia

You're the pants

On a Roxy usher

I'm a broken doll

A fol-de-rol

A flop

But if baby I'm the bottom

But if baby I'm the bottom

But if baby I'm the bottom

You're the top