"Baby, It's Cold Outside" as written by Frank Loesser...
I really can't stay
Mama it's cold outside
I've got to go away
I said it's cold outside
I wish I knew how
Tickled to death that you'd drop in
To break this spell
You'd better break that spell, oh God

My mother will start to worry
Mama, what's your hurry?
Father will be pacing the floor
And he's gotta go, he's gotta go
Really I'd better hurry
Please don't hurry
Well maybe just a half a drink more
Take some 'Swiss Kriss' while I pour
The neighbors might think
Mama, it's bad out there
Hey pops, (what's that?) what's in this drink?
Ain't no fun to be had out there, you know
This evenin' has been
It aint' even started yet
So nice and fine
Take another drink-a-wine
And maybe you'll change your mind
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
You don't have to call me sir
At least I'm gonna say that I tried
Give it up, give it up, give it up
I really can't stay
And, don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

Look-a there honey, look at that window there
You can't go out there in all that bad weather
Not gonna let you go out there, it's stupid of me to do that
You at the wrong window anyway, that's a bay window there
See the one that's in the middle there, yeah the one that's boarded
See that out house there, ain't no use in you goin' out there
In all that bad weather, gettin' them two little skis all frost bitten
But pops, I didn't tell mama and papa where I was goin'
You didn't what
In fact, I sneaked outta the house
Oh, Velma, don't never do that to your mama and papa
You stay here three more days then you go back home to your people there
There's bound to be talk tomorrow
What about my sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied
Yeah, you tellin' me
I really can't stay
An-bol-eh-do-as
Ahh but it's cold outside

Hey pops, I'd really like to stick around
I wish you would
Well I live so far, I live way over on the other side of town
Over in the aristocratic part, way over, really
Where would that be honey
Over on Jackson Street
She ain't been in town two hours and she done found out what Jackson street is
She left on a plane owing me two dollars too
Yes indeed folks this is the place
You know where you can get two drinks for forty cents here
Then come outta the gate and fall flat-a-your face, that's what you do
Yeah your shoes are blusey, and let's get juicy
Yeah, but it's cold
Bah-da-da-dat outside
Bah-ba-da-do-de-da-da-day


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"Baby, It's Cold Outside" as written by Frank Wildhorn

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    General CommentOne of my favorite songs, but not my favorite version. Luv this artist, though. I grew up with him on the stereo daily because he was one of my parents' favorites. The song is so dated, which makes it even more beautiful due to its innocence. I grew up at a time when couples couldn't kiss in TV shows nor share a bed even if they were married. EVERYONE worried what the neighbors would think because little Susie and little Johnny each had their set rules of behavior to follow and there were dire consequences if they didn't follow them. Without sex on the table (so-to-speak), relationships took time developing. Couples got to know each other as people before they took it to the next level, which often wasn't until marriage (or darn near close to it). Sex was a special act...often a religious act to consemmate a marriage that was founded on love, not lust. Anyway, the innocence of this song gets me every time; I love the romantic images it conjurs in the mind...and heart.
    wholelottawomanon December 02, 2011   Link
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    General CommentYep. Nothing more romantic than date rape. :33
    Fayiirahon March 15, 2012   Link

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