Haha How you doin', boys? Well, maybe we can just open that (One, two) (One, two, three, four) ♪ If I could rip off all my skin And parcel it inside a tin I'd write your name in biro On the ribbons Like decorations Sweet temptations I'll be complacent But I can't see you wearing it A tad too big, not a perfect fit Maybe that's why I'm here and you're there Yet left behind is all your hair On my sheets And in my clothes Take me, dear And take me gently Take me gently ♪ For all we have is at your feet My sovereign I lay all I havе out on the floor And if there's spacе then I'll bring more And here I go again Being so dramatic A conventional, clichéd fanatic But fuck it A Christmas story So take me gently Take me gently Take me gently