Listen to Baby, It's Cold Outside by Dean Martin

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Dean Martin

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Performer
Gus Levene
Gus Levene
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Loesser
Frank Loesser
Composer
Marty Paich
Marty Paich
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Gillette
Lee Gillette
Producer
David McEowen
David McEowen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I really can't stay (but baby, it's cold outside) I've got to go away (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) But maybe just a half a drink more (put some records 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 in 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) 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) Your 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 the tropical shore) My maiden aunt's mind is vicious (gosh your lips are delicious) But maybe just a cigarette more (never such a blizzard before) I've gotta get home (but baby you'd freeze out there) Say lend me a coat (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 lifelong sorrow) At least there will be plenty implied (if you got pneumonia and died) I really can't stay (get over that old out) Baby it's cold, baby it's cold outside
Writer(s): Frank Loesser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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