On Your Toes

Lyrics

[JUNIOR, spoken] I'd like to orchestrate it myself I'd start the melody on the piano Then I'd sneak in a trumpet solo Then the wire brush, softly Then the fiddles would have a countermelody, right Then I'd add the woodwinds Then the whole band, yeah [FRANKIE, spoken] And then I'd sing the song [FRANKIE] See the pretty apple, top of the tree The higher up, the sweeter it grows Picking fruit you've gotta 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 wanna know the way the wind blows? Then, my boy, you'd better hop [FRANKIE, JUNIOR & SIDNEY] Up on your toes Up on your toes! Remember the youth 'mid snow and ice Who bore the banner with the strange device "Excelsior!" [MEN] Excelsior! [FRANKIE, JUNIOR & SIDNEY] This motto applies to those who dwell In Richmond Hill or in New Rochelle In Chelsea or In Sutton Place [ENSEMBLE] In Sutton Place You've gotta reach the heights to win the race See the pretty apple, top of the tree The higher up, the sweeter it grows Picking fruit you've gotta 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 wanna know the way the wind blows? Then, my boy, you'd better hop Up on your toes Up on your toes On your toes!