Flying to Salt Lake City, seats 3A and B I was down and needed a window but in 3A sat Mitzi Dupree She said "Hi! I am Mitzi, the Queen of the Ping Pong! Where you going, boy?" I said "Nowhere" She said "I'm moving on" I thought, What is this? I cannot resist, here she is And I've always wanted a girl with a name A name like Mitzi Dupree mm Mitzi Dupree
She said "What do you do?" I said I'm a singer in a band She said "Yeah, I'm an entertainer" Reached out and took my hand She was going to a mining town way up north to do her show I said it must be cold up there She said "Depends on who you know" Oh that look in her eyes, I can tell you no lies I'm just a man, she made me feel like a king in my mind I love you Mitzi Dupree mm my darling I love you Mitzi Dupree
I said "What is this Queen of the Ping-Pong business?" She smiled "What do you think? It has no connection with China" I said "Ooow have another drink" Well I knew right away that I'd seen her act before In a room behind a kitchen in Bangkok And three or four times more in Singapore She may not be the first but I know she ain't the worst She was mine but I ran out of time Ouh I miss you, I love you Mitzi Dupree mm I love you my darling Mitzi Dupree My darling my darling my darling Mitzi Dupree A-a-a-auh iauh Mitzi Dupree ooh I love you Mitzi Dupree oow ooh