Dead Flowers - Alternate Version

Yeah

Well, when you're sitting there
In your silk-upholstered chairs
Talkin' to some rich folks 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 mornin'
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my weddin'
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

And when you're sitting back
In your rose-pink Cadillac
Makin' 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

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 mornin'
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my weddin'
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Alright

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 US mail
Say it with dead flowers at my weddin'
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Oh, I won't forget to put roses on your grave, Susie

Nah
Maybe we can slow it down