Dead Flowers

And a when you're sitting there

In your silk upholstered chair

Talking to some rich folks that you know

Well I hope you don't see me

In my ragged company

Ah that 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

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

Send me dead flowers to my wedding

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

No I won't forget to put roses on your grave