Baby, It's Cold Outside - Vanessa Williams, Bobby Caldwell

My mother will start to worry

And father will be pacin' the floor

So really I’d better scurry

Well maybe just a half a drink more

The neighbours 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 the spell

I ought to say, no, no, no sir

At least I’m gonna say that I tried

I really can’t stay, outthere it’s cold outside

I simply must go, (Baby, it’s cold outside)

The answer is no, (Uhh, Baby, it’s cold outside)

The welcome has been, so nice and warm

(Look out the window at that storm)

My sister will be suspicious

My brother will be there at the door

My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious

Well mabe just a half a drink more

I’ve got to get home, (Baby, you’ll freeze outthere)

Say lend me a comb, (It's up to your knees outthere)

You’ve really been grand, but don’t you see

(How can you do this thing to me)

There’s bound to be talk tomorrow

At least there will be plenty implied

I really can’t stay, outthere it’s cold outside

Baby, it’s cold outside