The Lip-Louis Prima/D.R

[ti:The Lip] [ar:Louis Prima/D.R] [al:Immortal Masterpieces, Vol. 1] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Lip - Louis Prima/D.R [00:03.45]Written by：Raymond Klages/T. E. Klages/Vic Knight/Sr Knight Vick [00:06.90]Down on the mississippi river [00:08.58]In a knockdo' dive [00:10.22]I met a trumpet playin' character and man alive [00:13.62]When he began to rip [00:14.90]He really played it from the hip [00:17.02]And when I asked about his name [00:18.74]They told me that's the lip [00:20.41]Yip yip yip yip [00:21.29] [00:22.94]No one plays high notes like the lip [00:24.57] [00:27.22]He's got a tone [00:27.88]That's reminiscent of a boy named bix [00:30.46]He plays so high that only dogs can hear him [00:33.07]Just for kicks [00:33.81]And when I asked him does he read [00:35.48]He says I'll tell you hon [00:37.13]I read a little bit [00:38.38]But not enough to hurt me none [00:39.92] [00:40.62]Yip yip yip yip [00:41.41] [00:43.20]No one plays high notes like the lip [00:44.77] [00:47.38]I said the lip [00:48.67]She must mean ray anthony huh [00:50.23] [00:50.81]I said the lip [00:51.88]No man she means harry james [00:53.41] [00:54.16]I said the lip [00:54.96]You mean louis prima [00:56.13] [00:57.63]I said the lip [00:58.63]Noo lip-er-ace [01:00.25] [01:00.98]Yip yip yip yip [01:01.69] [01:03.55]No one plays high notes like the lip [01:05.27] [01:07.62]I never heard a trumpet player [01:09.35]Play a note so high [01:10.84]And I had to coax a lot before [01:12.55]The lip would tell me why [01:14.29]Then he took out a little jar that's labeled [01:16.63]High note grease [01:17.99]And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece [01:21.03]Yip yip yip yip [01:21.88] [01:23.62]No one plays high notes like the lip [01:25.75] [01:26.78]Listen here gal [01:28.03]Are you kiddin' about all that high note grease [01:31.03]No man I swear he had ten in his valise [01:34.24] [01:35.18]What you mean he goes to the drugstore [01:36.40]And gets them from the medecine shelf [01:38.18]No some cat's told me he makes it himself [01:41.25]Yip yip yip yip [01:42.01] [01:43.82]Tell us the secret of the lip [01:45.54] [01:46.94]Well you take a buketful of steam [01:49.01]And a dozen rooster eggs [01:50.89] [01:51.45]And you mix 'em up gently with a bushel [01:53.22]Full of goldfish legs [01:55.17]And hang 'em on a sky hook in the midnight sun [01:57.95] [01:58.67]Mmm and then you fry them until they're done [02:01.03] [02:01.62]Yip yip yip yip [02:02.37] [02:04.16]That's the secret of the lip