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