Fm D# A# Flying to Salt Lake City Fm D# A# Seats 3A and B Fm D# A# I was down and needed a window Fm D# A# But in 3A sat Mitzi Dupree Fm D# A# She said, " Hi, I am Mitzi, Fm D# A# the queen of the ping pong. Fm Where you going boy?" D# A# I said, "Nowhere" Fm D# A# She said, "I'm moving on" G# A# I thought what is this? G# A# C# I cannot resist, here she is D# Fm And I've always wanted a girl with a name A name like 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 eye, 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 I know 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, "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 isn't the worst She was mine but I ran out of time Fm I miss you, I love you Mitzi Dupree My darling Mitzi Dupree My darling, my darling My darling Mitzi Dupree Mitzi Dupree I love you Mitzi Dupree | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A# C# D# Fm G# |