Chords for Cole Porter : You're The Top ( 1934 )

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[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [C] _ _
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[Bb] _ Wait for when he comes [Ab] so perfect, he's got a always a-fuckin' [C] event.
Better get him off of my [Bb] chair, [Eb] to let him rest.
Honey, I hate parading my chair, and aiding as I probably [D] missed the ball.
[Gm] But if [B] this city is not so pretty, at least it'll tell [C] you how great you [Eb] are.
You're the top, _ [Bb] _
you're the coliseum.
You're the top, [G] _ you're the [Bb] new building.
[Ab] You're [Eb] a melody from a symphony [Ab] by Strauss.
[Gm] You're a vessel-bomb, [F] a Shakespeare sonnet, [Bb] you're Mickey Mouse.
[D] _
[Eb] _ You're the night, [Bb] _ you're the Tower of Pisa.
[D] You're the smile [Db]
[Eb] of the Mona Lisa.
I'm a [Ab] worthless check, a total [Dm] wreck, a flop.
[Ab] But if baby, I'm the [Eb] bottom, you're the top. _ _ _
You're the [Db] top, [Bb] you're Mahatma [Eb] Gandhi.
[Cm] You're the top, [G] you're Napoleon [Eb] Brandi.
[Ab] You're the glitter [Eb] light of a summer night [Ab] in Spain.
You're the National [F] Gallery, your garble [Bb] salary, your cellophane.
[D] _ _ You're sublime, _ [Gm] you're a turkey dinner.
[Ab] You're the time [Eb] of the Derby winner.
[Bb]
[Ab] I'm a toy balloon that's painted [Dm] to pop.
But if baby, [Ab] I'm the [Eb] bottom, _ _ [Bb] _
[Eb] _ you're the top.
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You're an arrow [Eb] cock, you're a nut, [G] _
you're a cooling [F] baller.
You're the [C] dimple bread of the [Ab] pizza predecessor.
[Gm] You're an O'Neill [F] drama, you're Whistler's mama, [Bb] you're Camembert.
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You're a [C] repose, [Bb] you're internal [Eb] dancing.
You're the nose of the great Eurandi.
[Bb] I'm jumping [Ab] away as a Frank [E] Wood Day.
[Dm] He's flopped, but [Ab] if baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top.
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[Bb] _ You're the Waldorf salad, you're the pop, [G] _ you're a Berlin palace.
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[Ab] You're the paper [Bb] range of a lady and a gent.
[Eb] You're an old dust [F] master, you're Mrs.
[Bb] Asher, you're Kessler then. _
[Eb] _ You're [D] romance, [Bb] you're the steps of [Eb] Russia.
[Ab] You're the pan [Eb]
on a rocky Usher.
[Ab] I'm a lazy louse, but [E] just about to stop.
[Ab] But if baby, I'm the [Eb] bottom, you're the top.
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