1946 – Sam Martin / Ben Trace / Clem Watts
You call everybody Darling
And everybody calls you Darling too
You don’t mean what you’re saying
It’s just a game you’re playing
But you’ll find someone else can play the game as well as you
If you call everybody Darling
Then love won’t come a-knocking at your door
And as the years go by
You’ll sit and wonder why
Nobody calls you Darling anymore