Ella Fitzgerald - You're the Top (Alternate Take) lyrics

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 Collosseum You're the top! you're the Louvre Museum You're the 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 Tow'r 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'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 by 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 nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire You're an O'Neal 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 a lazy lout who's just about to stop But if baby I'm the bottom You're the top!