Dead Flowers

Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair Talkin' to some rich folks that you know Well, I hope you don't see me in my ragged company Well, 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 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 Days Ah, 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 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 Send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Say it with dead flowers in my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave