[{"id":20918426,"name":"Paul Revere","trackName":"Paul Revere","artistName":"Louis Prima","albumName":"Prima Di Tutto! CD1","duration":152.066667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now here's a little story I've got to tell\nAbout three bad brothers you know so well\nIt started way back in history\nWith Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Kevin.\nBeen had a little horsy named Paul Revere\nJust me and my horsy and a quart of beer\nRiding across the land, kicking up sand\nSheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand\nOne lonely Beastie I be\nAll by myself without nobody\nThe sun is beating down on my baseball hat\nThe air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat\nLookin' for a girl I ran into a guy\nHis name is M.C.A., I said, \"Howdy\" he said, \"Hi\"\n\nHe told a little story that sounded well rehearsed\nFour days on the run and that he's dying of thirst\nThe brew was in my hand and he was on my tip\nHis voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip\nHe said, \"Can I get some?\"\nI said, \"You can't get none!\"\nHad a chance to run\nHe pulled out his shotgun\nHe was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead\nHe put the gun to my head and this is what he said,\n\n\"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill\nI think you know what time it is it's time to get ill\nNow what do we have here an outlaw and his beer\nI run this land, you understand I make myself clear.\"\nWe stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin\nYou think this story's over but it's ready to begin\n\n\"Now I got the gun you got the brew\nYou got two choices of what you can do\nIt's not a tough decision as you can see\nI can blow you away or you can ride with me\" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border\nThe sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter\nI did it like this, I did it like that\nI did it with a whiffleball bat\nSo I'm on the run the cop's got my gun\nAnd right about now it's time to have some fun\nThe King Adrock that is my name\nAnd I know the fly spot where they got the champagne.\"\ninhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys, on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys,\ninhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys\nWe rode for six hours then we hit the spot\nThe beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot\nThis dude was staring like he knows who we are\nWe took the empty spot next to him at the bar\nM.C.A. said, \"Yo, you know this kid?\"\nI said, \"I didn't.\" but I know he did\nThe kid said, \"Get ready cause this ain't funny\nMy name's Kevin. and I'm about to get money.\"\nPulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky\nHe yelled, \"Stick 'em up!\" and let two fly\nHands went up and people hit the floor\nHe wasted two kids that ran for the door\n\"I'm Kevin. and I get respect\nYour cash and your jewelry is what I expect\"\nM.C.A. was with it and he's my ace\nSo I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face\nThe piano player's out the music stopped\nHis boy had beef and he got dropped\nKevin. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold\nI grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Paul Revere\n  artist: Louis Prima\n  album: Prima Di Tutto! CD1\n  duration_ms: 152067\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Now here's a little story I've got to tell\n  About three bad brothers you know so well\n  It started way back in history\n  With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Kevin.\n  Been had a little horsy named Paul Revere\n  Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer\n  Riding across the land, kicking up sand\n  Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand\n  One lonely Beastie I be\n  All by myself without nobody\n  The sun is beating down on my baseball hat\n  The air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat\n  Lookin' for a girl I ran into a guy\n  His name is M.C.A., I said, \"Howdy\" he said, \"Hi\"\n\n  He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed\n  Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst\n  The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip\n  His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip\n  He said, \"Can I get some?\"\n  I said, \"You can't get none!\"\n  Had a chance to run\n  He pulled out his shotgun\n  He was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead\n  He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,\n\n  \"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill\n  I think you know what time it is it's time to get ill\n  Now what do we have here an outlaw and his beer\n  I run this land, you understand I make myself clear.\"\n  We stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin\n  You think this story's over but it's ready to begin\n\n  \"Now I got the gun you got the brew\n  You got two choices of what you can do\n  It's not a tough decision as you can see\n  I can blow you away or you can ride with me\" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border\n  The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter\n  I did it like this, I did it like that\n  I did it with a whiffleball bat\n  So I'm on the run the cop's got my gun\n  And right about now it's time to have some fun\n  The King Adrock that is my name\n  And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne.\"\n  inhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys, on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys,\n  inhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys\n  We rode for six hours then we hit the spot\n  The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot\n  This dude was staring like he knows who we are\n  We took the empty spot next to him at the bar\n  M.C.A. said, \"Yo, you know this kid?\"\n  I said, \"I didn't.\" but I know he did\n  The kid said, \"Get ready cause this ain't funny\n  My name's Kevin. and I'm about to get money.\"\n  Pulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky\n  He yelled, \"Stick 'em up!\" and let two fly\n  Hands went up and people hit the floor\n  He wasted two kids that ran for the door\n  \"I'm Kevin. and I get respect\n  Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect\"\n  M.C.A. was with it and he's my ace\n  So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face\n  The piano player's out the music stopped\n  His boy had beef and he got dropped\n  Kevin. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold\n  I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.\n"},{"id":11208032,"name":"Paul Revere","trackName":"Paul Revere","artistName":"Louis Prima","albumName":"Breaking It Up!","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now here's a little story I've got to tell\nAbout three bad brothers you know so well\nIt started way back in history\nWith Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Kevin.\nBeen had a little horsy named Paul Revere\nJust me and my horsy and a quart of beer\nRiding across the land, kicking up sand\nSheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand\nOne lonely Beastie I be\nAll by myself without nobody\nThe sun is beating down on my baseball hat\nThe air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat\nLookin' for a girl I ran into a guy\nHis name is M.C.A., I said, \"Howdy\" he said, \"Hi\"\n\nHe told a little story that sounded well rehearsed\nFour days on the run and that he's dying of thirst\nThe brew was in my hand and he was on my tip\nHis voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip\nHe said, \"Can I get some?\"\nI said, \"You can't get none!\"\nHad a chance to run\nHe pulled out his shotgun\nHe was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead\nHe put the gun to my head and this is what he said,\n\n\"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill\nI think you know what time it is it's time to get ill\nNow what do we have here an outlaw and his beer\nI run this land, you understand I make myself clear.\"\nWe stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin\nYou think this story's over but it's ready to begin\n\n\"Now I got the gun you got the brew\nYou got two choices of what you can do\nIt's not a tough decision as you can see\nI can blow you away or you can ride with me\" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border\nThe sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter\nI did it like this, I did it like that\nI did it with a whiffleball bat\nSo I'm on the run the cop's got my gun\nAnd right about now it's time to have some fun\nThe King Adrock that is my name\nAnd I know the fly spot where they got the champagne.\"\ninhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys, on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys,\ninhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys\nWe rode for six hours then we hit the spot\nThe beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot\nThis dude was staring like he knows who we are\nWe took the empty spot next to him at the bar\nM.C.A. said, \"Yo, you know this kid?\"\nI said, \"I didn't.\" but I know he did\nThe kid said, \"Get ready cause this ain't funny\nMy name's Kevin. and I'm about to get money.\"\nPulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky\nHe yelled, \"Stick 'em up!\" and let two fly\nHands went up and people hit the floor\nHe wasted two kids that ran for the door\n\"I'm Kevin. and I get respect\nYour cash and your jewelry is what I expect\"\nM.C.A. was with it and he's my ace\nSo I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face\nThe piano player's out the music stopped\nHis boy had beef and he got dropped\nKevin. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold\nI grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Paul Revere\n  artist: Louis Prima\n  album: Breaking It Up!\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Now here's a little story I've got to tell\n  About three bad brothers you know so well\n  It started way back in history\n  With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Kevin.\n  Been had a little horsy named Paul Revere\n  Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer\n  Riding across the land, kicking up sand\n  Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand\n  One lonely Beastie I be\n  All by myself without nobody\n  The sun is beating down on my baseball hat\n  The air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat\n  Lookin' for a girl I ran into a guy\n  His name is M.C.A., I said, \"Howdy\" he said, \"Hi\"\n\n  He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed\n  Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst\n  The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip\n  His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip\n  He said, \"Can I get some?\"\n  I said, \"You can't get none!\"\n  Had a chance to run\n  He pulled out his shotgun\n  He was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead\n  He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,\n\n  \"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill\n  I think you know what time it is it's time to get ill\n  Now what do we have here an outlaw and his beer\n  I run this land, you understand I make myself clear.\"\n  We stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin\n  You think this story's over but it's ready to begin\n\n  \"Now I got the gun you got the brew\n  You got two choices of what you can do\n  It's not a tough decision as you can see\n  I can blow you away or you can ride with me\" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border\n  The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter\n  I did it like this, I did it like that\n  I did it with a whiffleball bat\n  So I'm on the run the cop's got my gun\n  And right about now it's time to have some fun\n  The King Adrock that is my name\n  And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne.\"\n  inhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys, on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys,\n  inhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys\n  We rode for six hours then we hit the spot\n  The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot\n  This dude was staring like he knows who we are\n  We took the empty spot next to him at the bar\n  M.C.A. said, \"Yo, you know this kid?\"\n  I said, \"I didn't.\" but I know he did\n  The kid said, \"Get ready cause this ain't funny\n  My name's Kevin. and I'm about to get money.\"\n  Pulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky\n  He yelled, \"Stick 'em up!\" and let two fly\n  Hands went up and people hit the floor\n  He wasted two kids that ran for the door\n  \"I'm Kevin. and I get respect\n  Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect\"\n  M.C.A. was with it and he's my ace\n  So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face\n  The piano player's out the music stopped\n  His boy had beef and he got dropped\n  Kevin. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold\n  I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.\n"},{"id":9373280,"name":"Paul Revere (Album Version)","trackName":"Paul Revere (Album Version)","artistName":"Louis Prima","albumName":"Breaking It Up!","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now here's a little story I've got to tell\nAbout three bad brothers you know so well\nIt started way back in history\nWith Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Kevin.\nBeen had a little horsy named Paul Revere\nJust me and my horsy and a quart of beer\nRiding across the land, kicking up sand\nSheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand\nOne lonely Beastie I be\nAll by myself without nobody\nThe sun is beating down on my baseball hat\nThe air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat\nLookin' for a girl I ran into a guy\nHis name is M.C.A., I said, \"Howdy\" he said, \"Hi\"\n\nHe told a little story that sounded well rehearsed\nFour days on the run and that he's dying of thirst\nThe brew was in my hand and he was on my tip\nHis voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip\nHe said, \"Can I get some?\"\nI said, \"You can't get none!\"\nHad a chance to run\nHe pulled out his shotgun\nHe was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead\nHe put the gun to my head and this is what he said,\n\n\"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill\nI think you know what time it is it's time to get ill\nNow what do we have here an outlaw and his beer\nI run this land, you understand I make myself clear.\"\nWe stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin\nYou think this story's over but it's ready to begin\n\n\"Now I got the gun you got the brew\nYou got two choices of what you can do\nIt's not a tough decision as you can see\nI can blow you away or you can ride with me\" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border\nThe sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter\nI did it like this, I did it like that\nI did it with a whiffleball bat\nSo I'm on the run the cop's got my gun\nAnd right about now it's time to have some fun\nThe King Adrock that is my name\nAnd I know the fly spot where they got the champagne.\"\ninhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys, on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys,\ninhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys\nWe rode for six hours then we hit the spot\nThe beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot\nThis dude was staring like he knows who we are\nWe took the empty spot next to him at the bar\nM.C.A. said, \"Yo, you know this kid?\"\nI said, \"I didn't.\" but I know he did\nThe kid said, \"Get ready cause this ain't funny\nMy name's Kevin. and I'm about to get money.\"\nPulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky\nHe yelled, \"Stick 'em up!\" and let two fly\nHands went up and people hit the floor\nHe wasted two kids that ran for the door\n\"I'm Kevin. and I get respect\nYour cash and your jewelry is what I expect\"\nM.C.A. was with it and he's my ace\nSo I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face\nThe piano player's out the music stopped\nHis boy had beef and he got dropped\nKevin. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold\nI grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Paul Revere (Album Version)\n  artist: Louis Prima\n  album: Breaking It Up!\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Now here's a little story I've got to tell\n  About three bad brothers you know so well\n  It started way back in history\n  With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Kevin.\n  Been had a little horsy named Paul Revere\n  Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer\n  Riding across the land, kicking up sand\n  Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand\n  One lonely Beastie I be\n  All by myself without nobody\n  The sun is beating down on my baseball hat\n  The air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat\n  Lookin' for a girl I ran into a guy\n  His name is M.C.A., I said, \"Howdy\" he said, \"Hi\"\n\n  He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed\n  Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst\n  The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip\n  His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip\n  He said, \"Can I get some?\"\n  I said, \"You can't get none!\"\n  Had a chance to run\n  He pulled out his shotgun\n  He was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead\n  He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,\n\n  \"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill\n  I think you know what time it is it's time to get ill\n  Now what do we have here an outlaw and his beer\n  I run this land, you understand I make myself clear.\"\n  We stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin\n  You think this story's over but it's ready to begin\n\n  \"Now I got the gun you got the brew\n  You got two choices of what you can do\n  It's not a tough decision as you can see\n  I can blow you away or you can ride with me\" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border\n  The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter\n  I did it like this, I did it like that\n  I did it with a whiffleball bat\n  So I'm on the run the cop's got my gun\n  And right about now it's time to have some fun\n  The King Adrock that is my name\n  And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne.\"\n  inhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys, on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys,\n  inhale, inhale, higher than the bassboys on my fling on grind, we the bassboys, we we the bassboys\n  We rode for six hours then we hit the spot\n  The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot\n  This dude was staring like he knows who we are\n  We took the empty spot next to him at the bar\n  M.C.A. said, \"Yo, you know this kid?\"\n  I said, \"I didn't.\" but I know he did\n  The kid said, \"Get ready cause this ain't funny\n  My name's Kevin. and I'm about to get money.\"\n  Pulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky\n  He yelled, \"Stick 'em up!\" and let two fly\n  Hands went up and people hit the floor\n  He wasted two kids that ran for the door\n  \"I'm Kevin. and I get respect\n  Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect\"\n  M.C.A. was with it and he's my ace\n  So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face\n  The piano player's out the music stopped\n  His boy had beef and he got dropped\n  Kevin. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold\n  I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.\n"}]