Baby It's Cold Outside

I really can't stay But baby it's cold outside I've got to go way Whoa, but it's cold outside This evening has been In hopin that you'd drop in So very nice I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice My mother will start to warn me Beautiful, what's your hurry My father will be pacing the floor Listen to the fireside roar Well really, I should just scurry Beautiful, please don't hurry But maybe just to have a drink more Put a record on while I pour