作词 : Cole Porter
 作曲 : 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 l'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 Colosseum
You're the top
You're the Louvre Museum
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're Haley's comet
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
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 Oprah's salary
You're John Coltrane
You're supreme
You're a turkey dinner
You're the dream of a lotto winner
I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top
But if, baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!