Track Title: You're The Top Album Title: Great Entertainers, disc 3 Prime Artist: Ethel Merman Written by: Cole Porter (C. Albert P.) 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 Louvr' 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 Tow'r of Pisa, You're the smile, on the Mona Lisa! I'm a worthless cheque, 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 Nation'l 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 fatted soon to pop; But if baby I'm by the bottom you're the top!