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You're the top.

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 the top.

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 the top.

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 the top.

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 the top.

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
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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're a rose
You're
wouldn't reply
A drunk came round the corner a little faster than required
Teddy pushed me out the way, was crushed by a tyre

Teddy Bear
Teddy Bear
Mister
I pop off so in solitaire
I dream of offing these Fred Astaires
And the skin off my fingers tear
Yeah we digging for windows here
Where the days
A million dollar face
So ivory and fair
That launched a thousand ships
Danced with Fred Astaire
Lusted for her dreams
So passionate and wild
So
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
were Fred Astaire

A little finesse
A sparkly dress
And I could be Ginger Rogers

Oh, I wanna know
All the books you read
And your favorite
on niggas so (what?) fuck Mr Whipple
If you live along my end, yeah baby girl I might tickle (c'mon)
I drink Gold E like Fred D drank the ripple
Word to God,
discreet
I keep it short to the point like Fred Van Fleet
Even when I'm down and things look bleak
My perspective on life is the window seat
Me waiving

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