Baby It’s Cold Outside - Recorded at Metropolis Studios， London歌词-Paloma Faith&B

Baby It’s Cold Outside - Recorded at Metropolis Studios， London歌词由Paloma Faith&B.B. Bones演唱，出自专辑《When Paloma Got Stuck Down the Chimney (at Christmas)》，下面是《Baby It’s Cold Outside - Recorded at Metropolis Studios， London》完整版歌词！

Baby It’s Cold Outside - Recorded at Metropolis Studios， London歌词完整版

Baby It's Cold Outside - Recorded at Metropolis Studios, London - Paloma Faith/B.B. Bones

Lyrics by：Frank Loesser

Composed by：Frank Loesser

Produced by：David Odlum/Zampol Productions

Ooh it's so cold outside

You're not wrong

I really can't stay

Baby it's cold outside

I've got to go away

Baby it's cold outside

This 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 to worry

Beautiful what's your hurry

My 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 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 this 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 of hurting my pride

I really can't stay

Baby don't hold out

Oh but (baby) it's cold outside

Frosty

I simply must go

But baby it's cold outside

I said the answer is no

But baby it's cold outside

The welcome has been

How lucky that you dropped in

So nice and warm

Look out the window at that storm

My sister will be suspicious

Gosh your lips look delicious

My brother will be there at the door

Like 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 get home

But baby you'll freeze out there

So lend me a 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

Oh but (baby) it's cold outside

Alright I'll get you a new one

Don't go out there you'll catch a death