Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know Well I hope you won'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
** 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 can take my pain away
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