Murphy, Murphy darling dear
I long for you now night and day
Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy
I fear now I've lost you to health and good cheer

Darcy, when I met you I was five years too young
boy beyond his age, or so I'd tell someone.

Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care
Still I [bad word] you with open arms, my love I did share

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

You shut me off then you showed me the door

But you always came crawling back beggin me for more
I showed you kindness, a stool, and a tab

Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass
(yeah, you left him bloody battered penniless and poor)

You know, I often stopped and wondered how you made it
through my door

With my brother's new non-duplicate registry ID

Well you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me.

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

You weren't the first to court me mister you won't be the last

Oh, sure I wasn't honey, I know all about your past

Listen to the big shot with his pager on call
You spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall

(Yeah, you got him high, but you left him low)

Mind your own business, boy, how was I to know
That he was just a fiend and a no-good cheat

Well it's all in the past [bad word] 'cause now I've got it beat

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear

My dear
My dear

Darcy, Darcy my darling dear