Baby brown  I think I need you now  to put me down  and help me lift me up  your shaking bones  in my telephone  no good for anyone    Baby brown  so you think you know me now  you tell me how  and show me everything  your wandering mind  and your restless kind  I want you here to make some sound    Oh, silent night  oh, holy night    Baby brown  now you're more than you mean to be   you're mean to me  you take away form me  my shaking bones  in your telephone  don't you hear that sound    oh, silent night  oh, holy night  oh, silent night  oh, there's a hole in the night    oh, silent night  oh, holy night  oh, silent night  oh, there's a hole in the night