Baby, It's Cold Outside
Velma Middleton, Louis Armstrong
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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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