Fall Don't Call Me Darling
[first two lines whispered by Brix] Don't call me darling Don't call me darling Harbouring [audience] 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 [paggerel swamp] >>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 [pallid] 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
