You're the Top {What's Up Doc?} Lyrics

At words poetic I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best
Instead of getting it 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!
Mmm… 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 are 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 are sublime
You're a turkey dinner
You're the time
The time of the Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom Barbra Streisand - You're the Top {What's Up Doc?} - http://motolyrics.com/barbra-streisand/youre-the-top-whats-up-doc-lyrics.html
You're the top!
Top!

Steve, there is something I got to tell ya...
What is it Judy?
Well, um…
You're the top!
I am?
Mmmm … you're a Waldof salad
Oh no, no, let me say it:
You're the top!
Me too?
That's right
You're a Berlin ballad
Oh, that's nice
You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire
Actually I don't dance very well
You are an O'Neill drama
You're Whistler's Mother
…Mama!
Oh...
You're Camembert
Camembert, yeah… Let's see
You're a rose
Mmm... that is sweet
You're Inferno's Dante
That's a pretty intellectual reference...
You're the nose
Watch it!
I mean...
Wha… what? …Wha-wha-what?
…on the great Durante
Oh, that's better
I'm the lazy lout who is just about to stop
Let's not stop
But if baby I'm the bottom
She's the one for me
And I've got 'im
'Cause if baby I'm the bottom
You're the top!