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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeDead Flowers
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chairTalkin' to some rich folk that you knowWell I hope you won't see me in my ragged companyWell, you know I could never be aloneTake me down little Susie, take me downI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundAnd you can send me dead flowers every morningSend me dead flowers by the mailSend me dead flowers to my weddingAnd I won't forget to put roses on your graveWell when you're sitting back in your rose pink CadillacMaking bets on Kentucky Derby DayAh, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoonAnd another girl can take my pain awayTake me down little Susie, take me downI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundAnd you can send me dead flowers every morningSend me dead flowers by the mailSend me dead flowers to my weddingAnd I won't forget to put roses on your grave - yeah!Take me down little Susie, take me downI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundAnd you can send me dead flowers every morningSend me dead flowers by the U.S. MailSay it with dead flowers in my weddingAnd I won't forget to put roses on your graveNo, I won't forget to put roses on your grave
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