I was at drama today, and one of our numbers is "You're the Top." It kinda reminded me off England and America, and the thought was too good to ignore. I thought it also fits because they mention so much of the world. I also love how they mention France a lot. First Hetalia songfic, and as you can see, I'm a HUGE USUK fan. If I wasn't, this would be about any other Hetalia pairing. But it isn't. So, enjoy!

Note: England- Billy

America- Reno.

Also, some of the lyrics are changed.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or Anything Goes, no matter how awesome either one of them is.

The link for the lyrics with a video is: .

America had planned this for awhile, England noted, but one thing still confused him.

"America, why the HELL did you bring us to McDonalds…?" he asked, almost added 'on a date' to the end, but didn't; it would make his face go a little to red for comfort.

"Uh…it's MCDONALDS?" America answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Besides, I wanted a cheeseburger!"

"So a cheeseburger is more important than me. Thanks, Alfie. Means a lot." Iggy said, pouting.

"No it's not! I love you WAY more than a burger with cheese!" in his head, America added 'maybe…'

"Oh yeah?" England was angry now, "Well I love you more than fish and chips AND my unicorn friends!"

"Of course you do Iggy!" Suddenly America pulled his phone out of his pocket and scrolled through the sounds – oh yeah, Iggy was gonna hate him for this – but that was the goal! "And it's because I'm the Top, right?"

England immediately understood the idiots oddly smart plan. "You are NOT going there."

America smiled wryly. "Oh yes I am."

[AMERICA]
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I love parading my serenading
But I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.

You're the top!
You're the Colosseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louvre Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's sonnet,
You're Mickey Mouse.
You're the Nile,
You're the Tower of Pisa,
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
But if, Iggy, I'm the bottom you're the top!

[ENGLAND]
Your words poetic are not pathetic.
On the other hand, Al, you shine,
And I can feel after every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad, (spoken and whispered: which it is)
But I got a notion
I'll second the motion
And this is what I'm going to add;

You're the top!
You're Mahatma Gandhi.
You're the top!
You're Napoleon Brandy.
You're the purple light
Of a summer night in Spain,
You're the National Gallery
You're Garbo's salary,
You're cellophane.
You're sublime,
You're turkey dinner,
You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop
But if, Alfie, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

[AMERICA]
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 an O'Neill drama,

[ENGLAND]
You're Whistler's mama,

[AMERICA]
You're camembert.

[ENGLAND]
You're a rose,
You're Inferno's Dante,

[AMERICA]
You're the nose
On the great Durante.
I'm just in a way,
As the French would say, "de trop".
But if, Iggy, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

[ENGLAND]
You're the top!
You're a dance in Bali.
You're the top!
You're a hot tamale.
You're an angel, you,
Simply too, too, too diveen,
You're a Boticcelli,

[AMERICA]
You're Keats,

[ENGLAND]
You're Shelly,

[AMERICA]
You're Ovaltine.

[ENGLAND]
You're a boom,
You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.

[AMERICA]
Or GOP!

[ENGLAND]
But if, Alfie, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

[AMERICA]
You're the top!
You're a Waldorf salad.
You're the top!
You're a Berlin ballad.
You're the boats that glide
On the sleepy Zuider Zee,
You're an old Dutch master,

[ENGLAND]
You're Lady Astor,

[AMERICA]
You're broccoli.

[ENGLAND]
You're romance,
You're the steppes of Russia,
You're the pants on a Roxy usher,
I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop,

[BOTH]
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,

But if, baby, I'm the bottom

But if, baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!