Barenaked Ladies Baby Its Cold Outside Lyrics
            with Rita McNeil
        
            I really can't stay
            But baby it's cold outside
            I've got to go 'way
            But baby it's cold outside
            This evening has been
            Been hoping that you'd drop in
            So very nice
            I'll hold your hands they're cold as 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 really I'd better scurry
            Beautiful please don't hurry
            Well maybe just a half a drink more
            Put some records on while I pour.
        
            The neighbors might think
            But 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 this spell
            I'll take your hat your hair looks swell.
        
            I oughta 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
            Oh baby don't hold out
            Ah, but it's cold outside
            Baby it's cold outside
        
            I simply must go
            But baby it's cold outside
            The answer is no
            But baby it's cold outside
            The welcome has been
            How lucky that you dropped in
            So nice and warm
            Look out that window at that storm.
        
            My sister will be suspicious
            Don't your lips look delicious
            My brother will be there at the door
            Waves upon a tropical shore
            My maiden aunt's mind is vicious
            Gosh your lips are delicious
            Well maybe just a cigarette more
            Never such a blizzard before.
        
            I've got to get home
            But baby you'd freeze out there
            Say lend me a comb
            It's up to your knees out there
            You've really been grand
            I thrill when you hold my hand
            But don't you see
            How can you do this thing to me?
        
            There's bound to be talk tomorrow
            Think of my lifelong sorrow
            At least there will be plenty implied
            If you caught pneumonia and died
            I really can't stay
            Get over that old doubt,
            Ah, but it's cold outside
        
            Where could you be going
            When the wind is blowing
            And it's cold outside
        
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