You’re The Top

[Intro: Carmen McRae, Sammy Davis Jr. ]
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best
Instead of getting him 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

[Verse 1: Carmen McRae, Sammy Davis Jr., Both]
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 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!
Tell me more!

[Verse 2: Carmen McRae, Sammy Davis Jr., Both]
You’re the top, Sam
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 Presley's salary
You’re cellophane
You’re sublime
You’re like a turkey dinner
You’re the time
Of the Derby winner
I’m a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I’m the bottom you’re the top

[Outro: Carmen McRae & Sammy Davis Jr.]
But if, baby, I’m the bottom you’re the top
But if, baby, I’m the bottom you’re the top!