I wore it everywhere all week
I couldn't live without
A security blanket it became
Dispelling all my doubts

It really was too big on me
The sleeves covered my hands
I must have looked like such a slob
But most girls would understand

The way the soft black cashmere felt
Caressing my bare skin
The guilty way I slept with it
As though that were a sin

The smell of deodorant and sweat
That sick, sweet, boyish smell
I made it smell all girly
Now he'll sleep with it as well