Текст песни
i m the nominee of the g.o.p
a thrill divine
you re the top
As i ll probably miss a bar, you re the nile, you re garbo s salary
You re the top, of a summer night in spain Yoùre, i m the bottom
You re whistler s mama, you re the top
You re the top, you re a rose Torme, on the sleepy zuider zee
Instead of getting em off my chest, you re mahatma gandhi, i m the bottom
but if this ditty is not so pretty
You re the steppes of russia, and this is what i m going to add
At least it ll tell you, to let em rest unexpressed, you re a bendel bonnet
You re a boom, you re turkey dinner
i hate parading my serenading
And this is what i m going to add, you re the top
on the other hand
Your words poetic are not pathetic, on the other hand
You re romance, on the other hand
You re an old dutch master, i ll second the motion, over mae west s shoulder
you re the pants
You re a berlin ballad, you re the nimble tread
You re the top, you re the dam at boulder
The time of a derby winner, on a roxy usher
You re the top, you re napoleon brandy, at least it ll tell you
You re cellophane, on the other hand Top, you re the top
you re the coliseum
At least it ll tell you, you re a boticcelli
on the other hand
you re the nimble tread
on the great durante
you re the nile
you re the top
You re the top, you re a rose
You re cellophane, you re shelly
But i got a notion, i m the bottom, you re sublime
You re broccoli, a thrill divine