Medley
Frank Sinatra & Judy Garland Lyrics

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
I am terrible at expressing myself in a poetic way.

That I always have found it best, Instead of getting 'em off my chest, To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I find it easier to keep my feelings to myself instead of sharing them.

To let 'em rest unexpressed.
To not outwardly express my feelings.

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.
I don't like to show off my singing because I might make a mistake, but at least this song can tell you how amazing 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 a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart sonnet, You're Mickey Mouse.
You are the greatest! You are a magnificent structure like the Colosseum or Louvre, beautiful music like Strauss or a wonderful poem like Shakespeare, and even the beloved Mickey Mouse.

You're the Nile, You're the Tow'r of Pisa, You're the smile on the Mona Lisa.
You are like the Nile River, the Tower of Pisa, or the beautiful smile of the Mona Lisa. All wonderful and breathtaking things.

But if, Baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
Even though I might not be as great or famous as you, you are still the very best.

Your words poetic are not pathetic On the other hand, boy, you shine And I can feel after every line A thrill divine down my spine.
Your poetry is not horrible; in fact, you shine with every line you say. It makes me feel an incredible thrill down my spine.

Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans Might think that your song is bad, But for a person who's just rehearsin' Well I gotta say this my lad:
Gifted people like Vincent Youmans might not like your song, but for someone who's just rehearsing, I have to say that you are doing a great job.

You're the top! You're Mahatma Ghandi. You're the top! You're Napolean brandy. You're the purple light of a summer night in Spain, You're the National Gall'ry, You're Garbo's sal'ry, You're cellophane.
You are the absolute best! You are like Mahatma Gandhi, Napolean brandy, a beautiful summer night in Spain, the National Gallery, the great Garbo's salary, and even something as simple as cellophane.

You're sublime, You're a turkey dinner. You're the time of the Derby winner.
You are sublime and perfect, just like a delicious turkey dinner, or the moment when a Derby winner is crowned.

But if, Baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
Even if I am not as great or famous as you, you are still the very best.

You're the top! You're an Arrow collar. You're the top! You're a Coolidge dollar. You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire, You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama, You're Camembert.
You are the best! You are the stylish Arrow collar, the valuable Coolidge dollar, the graceful Fred Astaire, the amazing O'Neill drama, the famous Whistler's mother painting, and even something as simple as Camembert cheese.

You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante, You're the nost of the great Durante.
You are like a beautiful rose, the famous Dante from Inferno, and the great Durante.

I'm just in the way, as the French would say 'De trop,' But if, Baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
I'm no competition for you, as the French would say 'De trop', but even if I am not as great as you, you are still the very best.

You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad. You're the top! You're a Berlin ballad. You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent. You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster, You're Pepsodent.
You are amazing! You are a delicious Waldorf salad, a lovely Berlin ballad, a beautiful baby grand piano, a famous Dutch master painting, Mrs. Aster, and even Pepsodent toothpaste.

You're romance, You're the steppes of Russia, You're the pants on a Roxy usher.
You are full of romance, like the beautiful steppes of Russia, or even as simple as the pants on a Roxy usher.

But if Baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
Even if I am not as great or famous as you, you are still the very best.

You're the top! You're a dance in Bali. You're the top! You're a hot tamale. You're an angel, you simply too, too, too divine, You're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine.
You are sensational! You are a fantastic dance in Bali, a spicy hot tamale, an angel that is so divine, even more, divine than the beauty of Botticelli or the classic poets Keats and Shelley, and just as sweet as Ovaltine.

You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
You are amazing! You are a gift, like the Boulder dam, or as beautiful as the moon over Mae West's shoulder.

I'm a nominee of the G.O.P. or GOP, But if, Baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
I might just be a nominee of the GOP, but even if I am not as great or famous as you, you are still the very best.

You're the top! You're the Tower of Babel. You're the top! You're the Whitney Stable. By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer, You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes, You're stratosphere.
You are incredible! You are like the Tower of Babel or the famous Whitney Stable. You are a durable stein of beer by the River Rhine, a beautiful dress from Saks's, and even next year's taxes. You are just like the stratosphere, out of this world!

You're my thoist, You're a Drumstick Lipstick, You're the foist in the Irish svipstick.
You are mine and the very best! You are the perfect match, like a Drumstick Lipstick, and the first one in an Irish svipstick.

I'm a frightened frog that can find no log to hop, But if, Baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
I might be like a frightened frog, unable to find a safe spot to jump, but even if I am not as great or famous as you, you are still the very best.