Оригинален текст
When you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to those rich folks that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
You know that 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 morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well when you're sitting back in your pink rose Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Days
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 morning
Send me dead flower by US mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
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 flower by the US mail
Send me dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No I won't forget to put roses on your grave
