Lyrics of
Baby Its Cold Outside

Baby, Its Cold Outside was written by Frank Loesser in 1944. Initially, the song was performed by Loesser and his wife at parties as a playful way to suggest it was time for guests to leave. The song gained popularity and was recorded by numerous artists over the years. Although often associated with Christmas and holiday season due to its lyrics about the cold weather, it has sparked controversy for its lines that some consider problematic in th ... e current context of consent. See more [+]

I really can't stay
But baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away
But baby it's cold outside
The evening has been
Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice
I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

My mother will start worry
Beautiful what’s your hurry?
And father will be pacing the floor
Listen to the fireplace roar
So really i'd better scurry
Beautiful please don't hurry
But maybe just a half a drink more
Put some records 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
Your eyes are like starlight now
To break the spell
I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell

I ought to say, "No, no, no sir"
Mind if I move in closer?
At least i'm gonna say that i tried
What's the sense in hurtin' my pride?
I really can't stay
Baby don't hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside

I simply must go
Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no
Ooh darling, it's cold outside
This welcome has been
I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm
Look out the window at that storm

My sister will be suspicious
Man, 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 half a drink more
Never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home
Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat
It's up to your knees out there
You've 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 implied
If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay
Get over that hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside