{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Lynn Anderson - Fancy ","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=671846&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=671846&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"I remember it all very well lookin' back it was the summer I turned eighteen\r\nWe lived in a oneroom rundown shack on the outskirts of New Orleans\r\nWe didn't have money for food or rent to say the least we were hard pressed\r\nThen mama spent every last penny we had to buy me a satin dancin' dress\r\nMama washed and combed and curled my hair and she painted my eyes and lips\r\nThen I stepped into my satin dancin' dress\r\nThat had a split on the side clean up to my hips\r\nIt was red velvet trim and it fit me good and starin' back from the lookin' glass\r\nThere stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood\r\nHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me down\r\nHere's your one chance Fancy don't let me down\r\nMama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck and she kissed my cheek\r\nThen I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes when she started to speak\r\nShe looked at a pitful shack and then she looked at me and took a ragged breath\r\nYour pa's run off and I'm real sick and the baby's gonna starve to death\r\nShe handed me a heart shaped locket that said to thine owenself be true\r\nAnd I shivered as I watched a rouch crawl across the toe of my high heeled shoe\r\nIt sounded like somebody else that was talkin' askin' mama what do I do\r\nJust be nice to the gentlemen Fancy and they'll be nice to you\r\nHere's your one chance...\r\nLord forgive me for what I do but if you want out well it's up to you\r\nNow don't let me down you better start movin' uptown\r\nWell that was the last time I saw my ma the night I left that rickety shack\r\nThe welfare people came and took the baby mama died and I ain't been back\r\nBut the wheels of fate had started to turn and for me there was no way out\r\nAnd it wasn't very long till I knew exactly what my mama'd been talkin' about\r\nI knew what I had to do but I made myself this solemn vow\r\nThat I was gonna be a lady someday though I didn't know when or how\r\nI couldn't see spendin' the rest of my life with my head hung down in shame\r\nI might have been born just plain white trash but Fancy was my name\r\nHere's your one chance...\r\nIt wasn't long after a benevolent man took me off the street\r\nAnd one week later I was pourin' his tea in a five room motel suite\r\nI charmed a king a congressman and an occasional aristocrat\r\nThen I got me a Georgia mansion in an elegant New York townhouse flat\r\nAnd I ain't done bad","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/6\/7\/1\/_\/671846_64153_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"671846"}