Lyrics:
the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen
I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've
I just got an invitation through the mails
"Your presence requested this evening
It's formal, a top hat, a white tie and tails"
Nothing now could
let's take 'em high (top of the world, baby)
(Top, top of the world)
A-la-la-la-la-la (top of the world, baby)
(Top, top of the world)
Now let's take
I'm putting on my top hat,
Tying up my white tie, brushing off my tails.
I'm duding up my shirt front,
Putting in shirt studs, polishing my nails.
on top.
Take your time, you've got to know that the king is back.
Don't rush it, man, you will surely lose it
I am going to burn your skin like
I'm sitting on top of the world
Just rolling along, Just rolling along
I'm quitting the blues of the world
Just singing a song, just singing
next Christmas morning, look up and you'll see
Sweet Angie, the Christmas tree angel
On the top of the tippy, tippy top of the tree
All dressed up
to include even you and me.
So just keep on tryin',
Climbin' to the top.
Check out that view from above.
At the top,
There's mountains of love.
In
the very heart of it
New York, New York
I wanna to wake up, in a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
These little
There's enough to include even you and me.
So just keep on tryin',
Climbin' to the top.
Check out that view from above.
At the top,
There's mountains
the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up, in a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
These little
I GOT A ROOM AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD TONIGHT
I CAN SEE EVERYTHING TONIGHT
I GOT A ROOM WHERE EVERYONE
CAN HAVE A DRINK AND FORGET THOSE THINGS
THAT
man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
and good cheer of each neighbor
And children with cheeks all aglow
So, warm is this Christmassy feeling
With the tree tops all locked up with snow
right, cool down papa, don't you blow your top
Ain't no use in divin'. What's the use of jivin'?
Straighten up and fly right, cool down papa, don't you
I was twenty and she was eighteen
We were just about as wild as we were green
In the ways of the world
She'd pick me up in that red rag top
We were
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in
fishin' for them aluminum cans
I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll
We climbed and we climbed,
Oh, how we climbed
My, how we climbed
Over the stars to [the] top
[of] tiger mountain
Forcing the lines through
clear
Oh we oh we oh we oh
To the top of the world
I won't slide to the bottom again
Oh we oh we oh we oh
To the top of the world
Yeah that's right where
to me
But can control the person I wanna be
Morgana
Martini in my cup
Living on the top
Offend you
Demand you
Where I´m from?
Don´t bore me with
Jrop Top
Ah
Jrop Top
Ah Ah
Jrop Top, Jrop Top
Drop the top, huh
Jrop Top
Jrop Top, Jrop Top
Drop the top, huh
Jrop Top
Brand new Mercedes Benz
Dodge her call like (brr)
Steady on top (steady on top)
Better believe
They keep praying on my fall, y'all better believe
I'ma die on top (die
Chicks and geese and ducks better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
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