See the pretty apple, top of the tree,
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The higher up, the sweeter it grows.
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Picking fruit you've got to be
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Up on your toes!
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See the pretty penthouse, top of the roof,
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The higher up, the higher rent goes.
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Get that dough, don't be a goof;
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Up on your toes!
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They climb the clouds
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To come through with airmail.
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The dancing crowds
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Look up to some rare male
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Like that Astaire male.
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See the pretty lady, top of the crop.
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You want to know the way the wind blows?
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Then, my boy, you'd better hop
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Up on your toes!
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Up on your toes!
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Remember the youth 'mid snow and ice
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Who bore the banner with the strange device:
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"Excelsior!"
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This motto applies to folks who dwell in
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Richmond Hill or New Rochelle, in Chelsea or
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In Sutton Place.
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You've got to reach the heights to win the race.
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On Your Toes
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| Ray Charles |
