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