| Intro |
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| Well when you’re sitting | there in your | silk upholstered | chair |
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| Talking to some | rich folk that you | know |
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| Well I hope you won’t see | me in my | ragged compa | ny |
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| For you know I could | never be a | lone |
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| Take me | down little Susie, take me | down |
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| I know you think you’re the queen of the under | ground |
| And you can |
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| send me dead flowers every | morning |
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| Send me dead flowers by the |
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| Send me dead flowers to my | wedding |
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| And I | won’t forget to put | roses on your | grave |
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| Well when you’re sitting | back in your | rose pink cadil | lac |
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| Making bets on | Kentucky Derby | Day |
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| I’ll be in my basement | room with a | needle and a | spoon |
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| And another girl to | take my pain a | way |
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| Take me | down little Susie, take me | down |
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| I know you think you’re the queen of the under | ground |
| And you can |
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| send me dead flowers every | morning |
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| Send me dead flowers by the | U.S. mail |
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| Say it with dead flowers at my | wedding |
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| And I | won’t forget to put | roses on your | grave |
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| No, I | won’t forget to put | roses on your | grave |