Well, When You're Sitting There, In Your Silk Upholstered Chair...

  Talking to some rich folk that you know.  Well, I hope you won't see me, in my ragged company, 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 morning.  Send me dead flowers, 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 rose pink cadillac.  Making bets on Kentucky derby day, I'll be in my basement room, with a needle and a spoon.  And another girl to 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 flowers by the US mail.  Send me dead flowers to my wedding.  And i won't forget to put roses on your grave.  No I won't forget to put roses on your grave.