I know you think you're the queen of the underground
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Send me dead flowers by the mail
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
And another girl to take my pain away
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Send me dead flowers every morning
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Days
Send me dead flowers by the mail
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well, you know I could never be alone
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
Send me dead flowers every morning
Well, when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well, I hope you don't see me in my ragged company
Send me dead flowers every morning
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
