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Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair |
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Talkin' to some rich folk that you know |
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I hope you won't see me in my ragged company |
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Well, you know I could never be alone |
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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 underground |
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And you can send me dead flowers every morning |
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Send me dead flowers by the mail |
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Send me dead flowers at my wedding |
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And I won't forget to put roses on your grave |
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And when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac |
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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 away |
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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 underground |
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You can send me dead flowers every morning |
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Send me dead flowers by the mail |
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Send me dead flowers at my wedding |
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And I won't forget to put roses on your grave |
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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 underground |
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You can send me dead flowers every morning |
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Send me dead flowers by the mail |
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Send me dead flowers at my wedding |
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And I won't forget to put roses on your grave |
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And I won't forget to put roses on your grave |