The Lip (1999 Digital Remaster) - Louis Prima
Down on the Mississippi River in a knockdo dive
I met a trumpet playin' 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 kiddin' about all
That 'high-note grease'
No man I swear he had ten in his be valise
Wha' 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
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