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