Letras: Robert Palmer. Ridin' High. Baby It's Cold Outside.

I really can't stay
(Baby, it's cold outside)
I've got to go away
(Baby, it's cold out there)

This evening has been so very nice
(Been hoping that you'd drop in)
(I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice)

My mother will start to worry
(Beautiful, what's your hurry?)
Daddy will be pacing the floor
(Listen to that fireplace roar)

So really, I'd better scurry
(Beautiful, please don't hurry)
Well, maybe just a half a drink more
(Why don't you put some music 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 to break this spell
(Your eyes are like starlight now)
(I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell)

I ought to say no, no, no, sir
(Mind if I move little 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)
Oh, but it's cold outside

I simply must go
(Baby, it's cold outside)
The answer is no
(I say, it's cold out there)

The welcome has been so nice and warm
(How lucky that you dropped in)
(Look out that 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
(Oh, never such a blizzard before)

I've got to go home
(Baby, you'll freeze out there)
Say, can I use your phone?
(It's up to your knees out there)

You've really been grand
(I swear 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 pneumonia and died)

I really can't stay
(Get over that hold out)
Ah, but it's cold outside
Baby, it's cold outside