Louis Prima - The Lip

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 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
Wellyou 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
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 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
Wellyou 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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