(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover)
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flying to salt
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lake city
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seats 3a and b
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i was down and needed
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a window
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but in 3a sat mitzi dupree
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she said hi i am mitzi
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the queen of the ping pong
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where you going boy
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i said nowhere
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she said i'm movng on
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i thought what is this
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i cannot resist
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here she is
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and i've always wanted a girl
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with a name
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a name like mitzi dupree
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she said what do you do
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i said i'm a singer in a band
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she said ya i'm an entertainer
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reached out and took my hand
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she was going to a mining town
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way up north to do her show
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i said it must be cold up there
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she said depends on who you know
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oh that look in her eye
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i can tell you no lies
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i'm just a man
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she made me feel like a king in my mind
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i love you mitzi dupree
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i said what is this queen of the ping pong business
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she smiled what do you think
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it has no connection with china
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i said oow have another drink
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well i knew right away
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that i'd seen her act before
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in a room behind a kitchen in bangkok
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and three or four times more in singapore
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she may not be the first
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but i know she ain't the worst
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she was mine but i ran out of time
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i miss you i love you mitzi dupree
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my darling mitzi dupree
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Mitzi Dupree
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| Deep Purple |
