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Olivia Newton John Baby It's Cold Outside with John Travolta
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Travolta
John Travolta
Performer
Olivia Newton-John
Olivia Newton-John
Performer
Randy Waldman
Randy Waldman
Piano
Carlos del Puerto
Carlos del Puerto
Bass
George Doering
George Doering
Guitar
Gregg Bissonette
Gregg Bissonette
Drums
The Christmas Horns
The Christmas Horns
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Loesser
Frank Loesser
Songwriter
Randy Waldman
Randy Waldman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Randy Waldman
Randy Waldman
Producer
Woody Woodruff
Woody Woodruff
Engineer

Lyrics

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 My 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 P ut some music 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 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 Ahh, but it's cold outside I simply must go Baby, it's cold outside The answer is no Ooh baby, it's cold outside This welcome has been I'm lucky that you dropped in So nice and warm Look out the window at that storm My sister will be suspicious Man, your lips look so delicious My brother will be there at the door Waves upon a tropical shore My maiden aunt's mind is vicious Gosh your lips look delicious Well maybe just a half a drink more Never such a blizzard before I've got to go home Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there Say, lend me your comb It's up to your knees out there You've really been grand Your eyes are like starlight now But don't you see How can you do this thing to me There's bound to be talk tomorrow Making my life long sorrow At least there will be plenty implied If you caught pneumonia and died I really can't stay Get over that old out Baby it's cold outside Don't go Johnny Ah, I'm staying
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