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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, |
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and my ragged company |
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cause 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 th u.s. mail, |
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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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when you're sitting back, |
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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, |
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with a needle, and a spoon |
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and another whore 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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and you can send me dead flowers every morning. |
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send me dead flowers by the u.s mail. |
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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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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 u.s mail. |
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say it with dead flowers in 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 gravea |
