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DWell, when you're sittingA there In Gyour silk upholstered Dchair DTalking Ato some rich folks Gthat Dyou know DWell I hope you Awon't see me Gin my ragged Dcompany DCause you know I Acould never Gbe Dalone
Take me Adown little Susie, take me Ddown AI know you think you're the queen of the underDground And you can Gsend me dead flowers every Dmorning GSend me dead flower by the Dmail GSend me dead flowers to my wedDding And I won't forget to put Aroses on your GgraveD
Well, you're sitting back In your pink Cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day I'll be in my basement room With a needle and a spoon And another girl can 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 flower 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 flower by the U.S. mail Say it with dead flowers at my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave And I won't forget to put roses on your grave