Lost on Christmas eve, eve
He threw something down my neck
I didn't check what it was
When he says "Trust me," I never need to check
Then he helped me up and the next thing I know
We were lying naked and it had started to snow
So I was late for work, hungover, dazed, and freezing
But we still made time to demonstrate
How we'll wear it, come the season
Not a creature stirred, no mother, no mouse
But I still tip-toed down the hall and sneaked out of the house