{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Tom Jones - Delilah 1968 flv","author_name":"Izolda3","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/Izolda3","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=574000&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=574000&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slagermuzeum.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"Tom Jones - Delilah 1968\r\n\r\nI saw the light on the night that I passed by her window\r\nI saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind\r\nShe was my woman\r\nAs she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind\r\nMy, my, my, Delilah\r\nWhy, why, why, Delilah\r\nI could see that girl was no good for me\r\nBut I was lost like a slave that no man could free\r\nAt break of day when that man drove away, I was waiting\r\nI cross the street to her house and she opened the door\r\nShe stood there laughing\r\nI felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more\r\nMy, my, my Delilah\r\nWhy, why, why Delilah\r\nSo before they come to break down the door\r\nForgive me Delilah I just couldn't take any more\r\n\r\n[insert trumpet solo here]\r\n\r\nShe stood there laughing\r\nI felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more\r\nMy, my, my, Delilah\r\nWhy, why, why, Delilah\r\nSo before they come to break down the door\r\nForgive me Delilah I just couldn't take any more\r\nForgive me Delilah I just couldn't take any more\r\n","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/5\/7\/4\/_\/574000_51406_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"574000"}