The Lip (1999 Digital Remaster)

[ti:The Lip (1999 Digital Remaster)] [ar:Louis Prima] [al:Jump, Jive an' Wail: The Essential Louis Prima] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] The Lip (1999 Digital Remaster) - Louis Prima Down on the Mississippi River in a knockdo dive I met a trumpet playing character and Man alive When he began to rip He really played it from the hip And when I asked about his name They told me That's The Lip Yip yip yip yip No one plays high notes like The Lip He's got a tone That's reminiscent of a boy named Bix He plays so high that only dogs Can hear him just for kicks And when I asked him does he read He says I'll tell you hon I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none Yip yip yip yip No one plays high notes like The Lip I said The Lip She must mean Ray Anthony huh I said The Lip No man she means Harry James I said The Lip You mean Louis Prima I said The Lip Noo LIP-er-ace Yip yip yip yip No one plays high notes like The Lip I never heard a trumpet player play a note so high And I had to coax a lot Before The Lip would tell me why Then he took out a little jar That's labeled High-note Grease And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece Yip yip yip yip No one plays high notes like The Lip Listen here gal are you kidding About all that high-note grease No man I swear he had ten in his valise What you mean he goes to the drugstore And gets them from the medecine shelf No some cat's told me he makes it himself Yip yip yip yip Tell us the secret of The Lip Well you take a buketful of steam And a dozen rooster eggs And you mix 'em up gently With a bushel full of goldfish legs And ya hang 'em On a sky hook in the midnight sun Mmm and then you fry them until they're done Yip yip yip yip That's the secret of The Lip