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.
She came home last night, rockin' rollin' drunk. She talk no sense but she sound good so she thunk. So I reached over and said, "Hello. There's some planet you'd care to go?".
Don't look too long in my face. It could be a big mistake. I'm hanging on a thread so fine. I need a little space. I shouldn't say but I know I must. I've had enough of pain.