The Boy in the Backroom - Marlene Dietrich

See what the boys in the backroom will have

And tell them I’m having the same

Go see what the boys in the backroom will have

And give them the poison they name

And when I die, don’t spend my money

On flowers and my picture in a frame

Just see what the boys in the backroom will have

And tell them I sighed

And tell them I cried

And tell them I died of the same

And when I die, don’t buy a casket

Of silver with the candles all aflame

Just see what the boys in the backroom will have

And tell them I sighed

And tell them I cried

And tell them I died of the same

And when I die, don’t pay the preacher

For speaking of my glory and my fame

Just see what the boys in the backroom will have

And tell them I sighed

And tell them I cried

And tell them I died of the same