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Michael Buble

Genres: Pop

Baby It's Cold Outside Lyrics - Michael Buble

I really can't stay 

Baby, it's cold outside 

I gotta 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 that fire place roar 

So really I'd better scurry 

Beautiful, please don't hurry 

But maybe just half a drink more 

I'll put some records on while I pour 

 

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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 (well, thank you), 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 

Baby, don't hold out 

Baby, it's cold outside 

 

(You're very pushy, you know) 

(I'd like to think of it as opportunistic) 

 

I simply must go 

Baby, it's cold outside 

The answer is "No" 

But, baby, it's cold outside 

(come on) 

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 

But maybe just a cigarette more 

(and I don't even smoke) 

Never such a blizzard before 

 

I gotta get home 

Baby, you'll freeze out there 

Say, lend me your comb 

It's up to your knees out there 

You've really been grand 

I feel when I touch your 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 got pneumonia and died 

I really can't stay 

Get over that hold-out 

Baby, it's cold 

Baby, it's cold outside 

 

(OK, fine, just another drink then 

Well, that took a lot of convincing) 

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