{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":" Shakin_ Stevens - King Creole - lyrics","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=179062&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=179062&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"There's a man in New Orleans\r\nWho plays rock and roll\r\nHe's a guitar man\r\nWith a great big soul\r\nHe lays down a beat\r\nLike a ton of coal\r\nHe goes by the name of King Creole\r\n\r\nYou know he's gone, gone, gone\r\nJumpin' like a catfish on a pole\r\nYou know he's gone, gone, gone\r\nHip shaking King Creole\r\n\r\nWhen the king starts to do it\r\nIt's as good as done\r\nHe holds his guitar\r\nlike a tommy gun\r\nHe starts to growl\r\nFrom way down his throat\r\nHe bends a string\r\nAnd \"that's all she wrote\"\r\n\r\nWell, he sings a song about a crowded hole\r\nHe sings a song about a jelly roll\r\nHe sings a song about meat and greens\r\nHe wails some blues about New Orleans\r\n\r\nWell, he plays something evil\r\nThen he plays something sweet\r\nNo matter what he plays\r\nYou got to get up on your feet\r\n\r\nWhen he gets the rockin' fever\r\nBaby, heaven sakes\r\nHe don't stop playin'\r\n'Till his guitar breaks ","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/1\/7\/9\/_\/179062_17484_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"179062"}