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No. 10 - Song - Mitzi
| Mitzi: | There's a little Hotel That I know very well On the banks of the beautiful Rhine, Where the beer's pretty good, And the beds, and the food Are as free from reproach as the wine! People come now and then To the little "Red Hen" To be out of the worry and din; It's not far from the town, And young men motor down To see Mitzi, the Maid of the Inn! Ja! Mitzi, little Mitzi! She is their Tit-Bitsy! She is the Fairy that fetches the men, Down at the sign of the Little Red Hen! That's where Mitzi, little Mitzi, Knocks them into fitsy. How can you blame her If gentlemen name her Their Titsy-Bitsy girl! |
| There's a beer garden there, When the weather is fair You can lounge in the shade of the trees, With a smile on her lip Little Mitzi will trip To and fro, while you drink at your ease. And her smile is so sweet And her figure so neat As she carries her beer on a tray, That if customers drink Rather more than they think, They don't mind, as it's Mitzi they pay! Ja! Mitzi, little Mitzi! She is their Tit-Bitsy! She is the Fairy that fetches the men, Down at the sign of the Little Red Hen! That's where Mitzi, little Mitzi, Knocks them into fitsy. How can you blame her If gentlemen name her Their Titsy-Bitsy girl! |
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Page modified 10 December 2016