The Lip-Louis Prima/Keely Smith

[ti:The Lip (1999 Digital Remaster)] [ar:Louis Prima] [al:Jump, Jive an' Wail: The Essential Louis Prima] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Lip - Louis Prima/Keely Smith (KeelySmith) [00:03.40]Written by：Cole Porter/Vic Knight/T Klages [00:06.81]Down on the Mississippi River in a knockdo dive [00:09.68] [00:10.21]I met a trumpet playing character and Man alive [00:13.48] [00:14.04]When he began to rip [00:14.99]He really played it from the hip [00:17.29]And when I asked about his name [00:18.85]They told me That's The Lip [00:20.56]Yip yip yip yip [00:21.52] [00:22.98]No one plays high notes like The Lip [00:24.70] [00:26.91]He's got a tone [00:27.69]That's reminiscent of a boy named Bix [00:30.45]He plays so high that only dogs [00:32.35]Can hear him just for kicks [00:33.60]And when I asked him does he read [00:35.18]He says [00:36.13]I'll tell you hon [00:37.29]I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none [00:39.99] [00:40.60]Yip yip yip yip [00:41.62] [00:43.07]No one plays high notes like The Lip [00:44.70] [00:47.23]I said The Lip [00:48.04] [00:49.03]She must mean Ray Anthony huh [00:50.11] [00:50.83]I said The Lip [00:51.86]No man she means Harry James [00:53.16] [00:54.03]I said The Lip [00:55.14]You mean Louis Prima [00:56.10] [00:57.36]I said The Lip [00:58.37] [00:58.96]Noo LIP-er-ace [00:59.40] [01:00.91]Yip yip yip yip [01:01.66] [01:03.41]No one plays high notes like The Lip [01:04.91] [01:07.55]I never heard a trumpet player play a note so high [01:10.27] [01:11.07]And I had to coax a lot [01:12.44]Before The Lip would tell me why [01:14.63]Then he took out a little jar [01:16.04]That's labeled High-note Grease [01:17.12] [01:18.10]And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece [01:20.16] [01:21.14]Yip yip yip yip [01:22.01] [01:23.59]No one plays high notes like The Lip [01:25.14] [01:26.79]Listen here gal are you kidding [01:28.66]About all that high-note grease [01:30.59] [01:31.20]No man I swear he had ten in his valise [01:33.74] [01:35.22]What you mean he goes to the drugstore [01:36.54]And gets them from the medecine shelf [01:38.04] [01:38.64]No some cat's told me he makes it himself [01:40.60] [01:41.29]Yip yip yip yip [01:42.97] [01:43.83]Tell us the secret of The Lip [01:45.11] [01:46.93]Well you take a buketful of steam [01:48.85]And a dozen rooster eggs [01:49.98] [01:51.21]And you mix 'em up gently [01:52.94]With a bushel full of goldfish legs [01:54.30] [01:55.33]And ya hang 'em [01:56.15]On a sky hook in the midnight sun [01:57.88] [01:58.71]Mmm and then you fry them until they're done [02:00.86] [02:01.61]Yip yip yip yip [02:02.53] [02:04.17]That's the secret of The Lip