Bette: I really can't stay
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James: But baby, it's cold outside.
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Bette: I got to go 'way.
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James: But baby, it's cold outside.
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Bette: This evening has been
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James: Been hopin' that you'd drop in.
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Bette: so very nice.
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James: I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice.
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Bette: My mother will start to worry.
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James: Beautiful, what's your hurry?
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Bette: My father will be pacing the floor.
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James: Listen to that fireplace roar.
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Bette: So really I'd better scurry.
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James: Beautiful, please don't hurry.
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Bette: Well, maybe just a half a drink more.
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James: Put some records on while I pour.
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Bette: You know the neighbors might think.
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James: But baby, it's bad out there.
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Bette: Er, what's in this drink?
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James: No cabs to be had out there.
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Bette: I wish I knew how
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James: Your eyes are like starlight now.
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Bette: to break this spell.
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James: I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell.
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Bette: I ought to say no, no, no sir.
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James: Mind if I move in closer?
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Bette: At least I'm gonna say that I tried.
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James: What's the sense in hurtin' my pride?
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Bette: I reall can't stay,
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James: Baby, don't hold out.
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Bette: ah, but it's cold outside.
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James: Baby, it's cold outside.
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Bette: Ah, but it's cold outside.
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James and Bette: Baby, it's cold outside.
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Baby it's cold outside
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| Bette Midler |
