“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!”
Since then, times have changed and so has the language. Call a woman Mickey Mouse today and she’ll hit you where it hurts!
Excerpt from “We Didn’t Get Fat and We Did Have Fun.”
