The Lip-Louis Prima

[ti:The Lip] [ar:Louis Prima] [al:The Great Masters] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Lip - Louis Prima [00:03.50]Written by：T Klages/Vic Knight [00:07.00]Down on the Mississippi river in a knockdo dive [00:10.25]I met a trumpet playing character and man alive [00:13.69]When he began to rip he really played it from the hip [00:17.15]And when I asked about his name they told me [00:19.57]That's the lip [00:20.56]Yip yip yip yip [00:21.22] [00:23.01]No one plays high notes like the lip [00:24.50] [00:27.19]He's got a tone that's reminiscent [00:28.84]Of a boy named Bix [00:30.37]He plays so high that only dogs can hear him [00:32.60] [00:33.18]Just for kicks [00:34.00]And when I asked him does he read [00:35.57]He says I'll tell you hon [00:36.87] [00:37.50]I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none [00:39.93] [00:40.56]Yip yip yip yip [00:41.27] [00:43.20]No one plays high notes like the lip [00:44.82] [00:47.26]I said the lip [00:48.10] [00:50.78]I said the lip [00:51.47] [00:54.15]I said the lip [00:54.98]You mean louis prima [00:56.18] [00:57.45]I said the lip [00:58.25] [01:00.99]Yip yip yip yip [01:01.60] [01:03.55]No one plays high notes like the lip [01:05.25] [01:07.58]I never heard a trumpet player [01:09.40]Play a note so high [01:10.95]I had to coax a lot before [01:12.67]The lip would tell me why [01:14.46]Then he took out a little jar that's labelled [01:16.87]High note grease [01:17.55] [01:18.13]And he rubs a little every night [01:19.75]On his mouthpiece [01:20.96]Yip yip yip yip [01:21.76] [01:23.75]No one plays high notes like the lip [01:25.47] [01:26.85]Listen here gal are you kidding about [01:29.30]All that high note grease [01:30.66] [01:31.22]No man I swear he had ten in his valise [01:34.14] [01:35.17]What you mean he goes to the drugstore [01:36.52]And gets them from the medicine shelf [01:37.83] [01:38.47]No some cat's told me he makes it himself [01:40.50] [01:41.29]Yip yip yip yip [01:41.97] [01:43.84]Tell us the secret of the lip [01:45.48] [01:47.01]Well you take a bucketful of steam [01:48.66] [01:49.26]And a dozen rooster eggs [01:50.50] [01:51.56]And you mix em up gently [01:52.83]With a bushel full of goldfish legs [01:54.42] [01:55.09]And hang them on a sky hook in the midnight sun [01:57.72] [01:58.57]Mmm and then you fry them until they're done [02:01.01] [02:01.61]Yip yip yip yip [02:02.25] [02:04.19]That's the secret of the lip