Baby, It's Cold Outside (1957) - Sammy Davis, Jr., Jack Pleis's Orchestra, Carmen McRaewith

Brrr, ah, that’s nice, now we’re inside.

Did you have a good time tonight,

Carmen?

Oh, I had a wonderful time, Sam

Oh, good, well, I figured it’d be so much nicer here than outdoors, you know,

where the fireplace is going.

It’s nice, it’s cozy, it’s warm and nice…

Ah yeah, I really can’t stay

I’ve got to go away

This evening has been

So very nice

My mother will start to worry

And father will be pacing the floor

So really I’d better scurry

Well, maybe just half a drink more

The neighbors might think

Say, what’s in this drink?

I wish I knew how

To break this spell

I ought to say no, no, no, sir

At least I’m gonna say that I tried

I really can’t stay

But, baby, it’s cold outside

But, baby, it’s cold outside

Been hoping you’d drop in

I’ll hold your hands

They’re just like ice

Beautiful, what’s your hurry?

Listen to that fireplace roar

Beautiful, please don’t hurry

Put some records on while I pour

But, baby, it’s bad out there

No cabs to be had out there

Your eyes are like starlight now

I’ll take your hat;

your hair looks swell

Mind if I move in closer?

What’s the sense of hurting my pride?

Oh, baby, don’t hold out

Ah, but, it’s cold outside

Now, that’s nicer isn’t it?

We’ve got the magazines all put away.

We’re all comfy and warm and… well, Carmen, now…

Uh-uh, I simply must go

The answer is no, Sam

The welcome has been

So nice and warm

My sister will be suspicious

My brother will be there at the door

My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious

Well, maybe just a cigarette more

I’ve got to get home

Sam, lend me a comb

You’ve really been grand

But don’t you see?

There’s bound to be talk tomorrow

At least there will be plenty implied

I really can’t stay

But, baby, it’s cold outside

But, baby, it’s cold outside

How lucky that you dropped in

Look out that window at that storm

Gosh, your lips look delicious

Like waves upon a tropical shore

Gosh, your lips are delicious

Never such a blizzard before

But, baby, you’ll freeze out there!

It’s up to your knees out there

I thrill when you touch my hand

How can you do this thing to me?

Think of my life long sorrow

If you caught pneumonia and died

Get over that old doubt

Ah, but it’s cold outside