Song | Baby, It's Cold Outside |
Artist | Barry Manilow |
Album | Because It's Christmas |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Frank Loesser Music:Frank Loesser Vocal:Barry Manilow/K.T.Oslin | |
(Talk) | |
Well honeybunch | |
it's been fun | |
but gotta run | |
oh sweetlips | |
stay a little while longer won't you | |
no it's very late baby | |
I really got to go | |
but look at the weather | |
you'll catch cold out there | |
and I would never forgive myself | |
oh you | |
come on just one more night cap | |
no I shouldn't | |
come on | |
(Sing) | |
No well | |
I really can't stay | |
but baby it's cold outside | |
I got to go away | |
but baby it's cold outside | |
this evening has been | |
and hoping that you drop in | |
so very nice | |
I'll hold your hands | |
there just like ice | |
my mother will start to worry | |
???????? | |
and father will be pacing the floor | |
listen to the fireplace roar | |
so really I better scurry | |
beautiful please don't go | |
well maybe just a half 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 tonight | |
to break this spell | |
I'll take your hat | |
your hair looks swell | |
I oughta 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 on | |
ah but it's cold outside | |
(Talk) | |
well I must say | |
this couch is very comfortable | |
it's not a couch puddin' pop | |
it's a love seat | |
oh how you talk | |
oh Barry | |
I simply must go | |
(Sing) | |
but baby it's cold outside | |
the answer is no | |
but baby it's cold outside | |
the welcome has been | |
how lucky you dropped in | |
so nice and warm | |
look out the window | |
at that storm | |
my sister will be suspicious | |
gosh your lips look good | |
my brother will be there at the door | |
like waves upon a tropical storm | |
????????????????? | |
gosh your lips are delicious | |
well maybe just a cigarrette more | |
never said your blues will be for | |
I've got to get home | |
but baby you'll freeze out there | |
say darling can you lend me your comb | |
it's up to your knees out there | |
you 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 in life | |
if you caught pneumonia and died | |
I really can't stay | |
get over that hold out | |
ah but it's cold outside | |
(Talk) | |
Well I don't know | |
I don't got to go home | |
look it's starting to snow | |
oh you arranged that didn't you? | |
see now you gotta stay | |
well, I guess I won't be able to find a cab | |
no cabs | |
and the buses they never run | |
they'll never run in snow like this | |
let me take your coat | |
well tomorrow is Sunday isn't it? | |
and I don't have to go to work | |
see isn't that better | |
and who knows how long it will keep snowing | |
it can snow for a long time, Kate | |
what are you doing? | |
well now yeah |
Lyrics: Frank Loesser Music: Frank Loesser Vocal: Barry Manilow K. T. Oslin | |
Talk | |
Well honeybunch | |
it' s been fun | |
but gotta run | |
oh sweetlips | |
stay a little while longer won' t you | |
no it' s very late baby | |
I really got to go | |
but look at the weather | |
you' ll catch cold out there | |
and I would never forgive myself | |
oh you | |
come on just one more night cap | |
no I shouldn' t | |
come on | |
Sing | |
No well | |
I really can' t stay | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
I got to go away | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
this evening has been | |
and hoping that you drop in | |
so very nice | |
I' ll hold your hands | |
there just like ice | |
my mother will start to worry | |
???????? | |
and father will be pacing the floor | |
listen to the fireplace roar | |
so really I better scurry | |
beautiful please don' t go | |
well maybe just a half 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 tonight | |
to break this spell | |
I' ll take your hat | |
your hair looks swell | |
I oughta 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 on | |
ah but it' s cold outside | |
Talk | |
well I must say | |
this couch is very comfortable | |
it' s not a couch puddin' pop | |
it' s a love seat | |
oh how you talk | |
oh Barry | |
I simply must go | |
Sing | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
the answer is no | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
the welcome has been | |
how lucky you dropped in | |
so nice and warm | |
look out the window | |
at that storm | |
my sister will be suspicious | |
gosh your lips look good | |
my brother will be there at the door | |
like waves upon a tropical storm | |
????????????????? | |
gosh your lips are delicious | |
well maybe just a cigarrette more | |
never said your blues will be for | |
I' ve got to get home | |
but baby you' ll freeze out there | |
say darling can you lend me your comb | |
it' s up to your knees out there | |
you 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 in life | |
if you caught pneumonia and died | |
I really can' t stay | |
get over that hold out | |
ah but it' s cold outside | |
Talk | |
Well I don' t know | |
I don' t got to go home | |
look it' s starting to snow | |
oh you arranged that didn' t you? | |
see now you gotta stay | |
well, I guess I won' t be able to find a cab | |
no cabs | |
and the buses they never run | |
they' ll never run in snow like this | |
let me take your coat | |
well tomorrow is Sunday isn' t it? | |
and I don' t have to go to work | |
see isn' t that better | |
and who knows how long it will keep snowing | |
it can snow for a long time, Kate | |
what are you doing? | |
well now yeah |
Lyrics: Frank Loesser Music: Frank Loesser Vocal: Barry Manilow K. T. Oslin | |
Talk | |
Well honeybunch | |
it' s been fun | |
but gotta run | |
oh sweetlips | |
stay a little while longer won' t you | |
no it' s very late baby | |
I really got to go | |
but look at the weather | |
you' ll catch cold out there | |
and I would never forgive myself | |
oh you | |
come on just one more night cap | |
no I shouldn' t | |
come on | |
Sing | |
No well | |
I really can' t stay | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
I got to go away | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
this evening has been | |
and hoping that you drop in | |
so very nice | |
I' ll hold your hands | |
there just like ice | |
my mother will start to worry | |
???????? | |
and father will be pacing the floor | |
listen to the fireplace roar | |
so really I better scurry | |
beautiful please don' t go | |
well maybe just a half 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 tonight | |
to break this spell | |
I' ll take your hat | |
your hair looks swell | |
I oughta 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 on | |
ah but it' s cold outside | |
Talk | |
well I must say | |
this couch is very comfortable | |
it' s not a couch puddin' pop | |
it' s a love seat | |
oh how you talk | |
oh Barry | |
I simply must go | |
Sing | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
the answer is no | |
but baby it' s cold outside | |
the welcome has been | |
how lucky you dropped in | |
so nice and warm | |
look out the window | |
at that storm | |
my sister will be suspicious | |
gosh your lips look good | |
my brother will be there at the door | |
like waves upon a tropical storm | |
????????????????? | |
gosh your lips are delicious | |
well maybe just a cigarrette more | |
never said your blues will be for | |
I' ve got to get home | |
but baby you' ll freeze out there | |
say darling can you lend me your comb | |
it' s up to your knees out there | |
you 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 in life | |
if you caught pneumonia and died | |
I really can' t stay | |
get over that hold out | |
ah but it' s cold outside | |
Talk | |
Well I don' t know | |
I don' t got to go home | |
look it' s starting to snow | |
oh you arranged that didn' t you? | |
see now you gotta stay | |
well, I guess I won' t be able to find a cab | |
no cabs | |
and the buses they never run | |
they' ll never run in snow like this | |
let me take your coat | |
well tomorrow is Sunday isn' t it? | |
and I don' t have to go to work | |
see isn' t that better | |
and who knows how long it will keep snowing | |
it can snow for a long time, Kate | |
what are you doing? | |
well now yeah |