Baby, It's Cold Outside
Baby, It's Cold Outside lyrics by Margaret Whiting. I really can't stay But baby, it's cold outside I got to go way But baby, it's cold outside This evening's...
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Baby, It's Cold Outside
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I really can't stay
But baby, it's cold outside
I got to go way
But baby, it's cold outside
This evening's has been
Been hoping that you'd drop in so very nice
I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry
Beautiful, what's your hurry?
And father will be pacing the floor
Listen to the fireplace roar
So I'd better scurry
Beautiful, please don't hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more
Put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might think
Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are like starlight now
To break the spell
I'll take your hand, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
Mind if I move in closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried
What's the sense of hurting my pride
I really can't stay
Baby, don't hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside
I simply must go
But baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no
But baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been
How lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm
Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious
Gosh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door
Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious
Eww, your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more
Never such a blizzard before
I've got to get home
But baby, you'll freeze out there
See ya, say, lend me a comb
It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand
I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see
How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow
Making my lifelong sorrow
At least there will plenty implied
If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay
Get over that old out
Ah, but it's cold outside
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