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Rod Stewart

Baby, It's Cold Outside

 

Baby, It's Cold Outside

(album: Stardust...The Great American Songbook: Volume III - 2004)


I really can't stay Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away 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 just like ice
My mother will start to worry Beautiful, what's your hurry
And my father will be pacing the floor Just listen to the fireplace roar
Now really I'd better scurry Sweetheart, what's your hurry
Well maybe just a half a drink more Just put some record on while I pour

All the neighbors might think But baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink No cabs to be had out there
Oh 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 ought to say no, no, no, sir Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried What's the sense in hurting my pride
I really can't stay Baby don't hold out
Oh, but it's cold outside

I simply must go Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no But baby, it's cold outside out there
Oh this welcome has been So lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious God, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door Waves upon a tropical shore
Oh my maiden aunt's mind is vicious Oh baby you're so delicious
Well maybe just one little kiss more Never such a blizzard before

Oh I've got to go home You'll freeze out there
Say, lend me a comb It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand I swell when you touch my hand
But don't you see How can you do this thing to me
Oh, there's bound to be talk tomorrow Making my lifelong sorrow
Well at least there will be plenty implied If you caught pneumonia and died
But I really can't stay Get over that old out
Baby it's cold outside

Hey, I gotta get out of here
Come on, baby
Come on what?
Just give me five minutes more
You're sure [?], don't you
Okay, okay, okay, okay

done

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