Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chairnTalkin' to some rich folks that you knownWell, I hope you don't see me in my ragged companynWell, you know I could never be alonennTake me down, little Susie, take me downnI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundnSend me dead flowers every morningnSend me dead flowers by the mailnSend me dead flowers to my weddingnAnd I won't forget to put roses on your gravennWell, when you're sitting back in your rose pink CadillacnMaking bets on Kentucky Derby DaysnAh, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoonnAnd another girl to take my pain awaynnTake me down, little Susie, take me downnI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundnSend me dead flowers every morningnSend me dead flowers by the mailnSend me dead flowers to my weddingnAnd I won't forget to put roses on your gravennTake me down, little Susie, take me downnI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundnSend me dead flowers every morningnSend me dead flowers by the mailnSay it with dead flowers in my weddingnAnd I won't forget to put roses on your gravenNo, I won't forget to put roses on your grave