Don't Call Me Darling Lyrics - Fall

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Harbouring on it 

hates this 

wants this 

she hates this 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

The long black hair 

of wretched blue bottle 

darting all over 

to no avail 

I got zero tolerance 

My head full 

[I'll pack a wool swab] 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

People hate beauty 

I cannot fathom it 

They smell of old pally 

voices thick with 

Bouncing Jackson 

with stupidity 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Soon there will be dancing 

around the queue strippy 

high and cheap 

why do people hate beauty 

I cannot fathom it 

a bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

...brown suit... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

...bouncing... 

Don't call me darling 

..why...do...people...hate... 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't call me darling 

Don't 

call 

me 

darling