paroles de chanson Dead Flowers (Live) - The Rolling Stones

Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks that you know
Well, I hope you don't see me in my ragged company
But you know I could never be alone

Take me down, little Susie, won't you 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 some basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pains away

Take me down, little Susie, won't you take me down?
Well, 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
Alright

Take me down, little Susie, won't you 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 wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Why, thank you
We're gonna introduce the next guest now
As you can see, we'd like to introduce The Black Keys
Welcome, Dan and Patrick
We're gonna do this old Bo Diddley number for you; we've worked up
We've never done this before, I don't think, in public
And this one's called, Who Do You Love?