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Esther Williams & Ricardo Montalbán : "Baby, It's Cold Outside" (1949) • Music Video / Film Clip
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esther Williams
Esther Williams
Performer
Ricardo Montalban
Ricardo Montalban
Performer
Georgie Stoll
Georgie Stoll
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Loesser
Frank Loesser
Composer

Lyrics

I really can't stay (But baby, it's cold outside) I've got to go 'way (But 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 (Put some records on while I pour) The neighbors might think... (But 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 stars right 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 in closer?) At least I'm gonna say that I tried (What's the sense of hurting my pride?) I really can't stay (Oh baby, don't hold out) Ah, but it's cold outside (Baby, it's cold outside) I simply must go (But baby, it's cold outside) The answer is no (But baby, it's cold outside) The welcome has been (How lucky that you dropped in) So nice and warm (Look out the window at that storm) My sister will be suspicious (Gosh, your lips look delicious) My brother will be there at the door (Waves upon a tropical shore) My maiden aunt's mind is vicious (Gosh, your lips are delicious) Well, maybe just a cigarette more (Never such a blizzard before) I've got to get home (But baby, you'd freeze out there) Say, lend me a comb (It's up to your knees out there) You've really been grand (I thrill when you touch my hand) But don't you see? (How can you do this thing to me?) There's bound to be talk tomorrow (Think of my life-long sorrow) At least there will be plenty implied (If you caught pnuemonia and died) I really can't stay (Get over that old out) Ah, but it's cold outside (Baby, it's cold outside)
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