It Was A Silent Night At Least Until Jeff Lynne Arrived

(to the tune of "Silent Night")

Jeff Lynne, oh Jeff Lynne
He's at the door, let's let him in
With his guitar and a Jupiter-8
Gingerbread cookies piled high on a plate
He showed up out of the blue
I'm tripping out here, you would too

Jeff Lynne, oh Jeff Lynne
He's at the door, let's let him in
He said "Jason, I can't get it out of my head"
I swear everybody that's just what he said
He showed up out of the blue
I'm losing my mind, you would too

Jeff Lynne, oh Jeff Lynne
He's at the door, please let him in
I apologize for hiding outside the gate
Of his private home studio here in L.A
He showed up out of the blue
And maybe some cops showed up too

Jeff Lynne, oh Jeff Lynne
He's at the door, let's let him in
As a gift to us all he took off his shades
And the whole room went wild and I yelled "No, way!"
He showed up out of the blue
In his sunglasses, it's true

I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do
I honestly don't have a clue
And everything I said here is true

Oh yes it was a silent night
At least until Jeff Lynne arrived