Dead Flowers

Well, when you're sitting there In your silk upholstered chair Talking to some rich folk that you know Well, I hope you won't see me In my ragged company You know I could never be alone Take me down, little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Well, when you're sitting back In your rose pink Cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day I'll be in my basement room With a needle and a spoon And another girl to take my pain away Take me down, little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Take me down, little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the US mail Say it with dead flowers at my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave