DEAD FLOWERS . ( 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 won't see me . In my ragged company
then remembered I. I can buy myself flowers. Write my name in the sand. Talk to myself for hours. See things you don't understand. I can take myself dancing. And I can hold my own hand. Yeah. I can love