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dead flowers
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
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 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 your Kentucky Derby days
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 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 flowers by the US mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave
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Si volverse loco es rehacer el mundo en mi cabeza para que no ver lo rastrero que es me pregunto por qué tardo tanto. Quizá sea una huída para algunos, pero es un viaje interior, elegir en lo que centrarse. No perder el tiempo con lo que no lo merece.