Leon Redbone Baby It's Cold Outside Lyrics
            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 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
            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 hat, 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
        
            Ahh, 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 visious
            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
            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
            Think of my life long sorrow
            At least there will plenty implied
            If you caught pnuemonia and died
            I really can't stay
            Get over that old out
        
            Ahh but it's cold outside
        
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