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Louis Jordan & Ella Fitzgerald - Baby it’s Cold Outside

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Artist: Louis Jordan & Ella Fitzgerald
Album: Bear Family Records

Song title:
Stone Cold Dead In The Market; Petootie Pie (1+2);
Baby, It’s Cold Outside;
Don’t Cry, Cry Baby;
‘Ain’t Nobody’s Business But My Own;
I’ll Never Be Free - Aufnahmen von 1946-1950

Click below listen to Baby its cold outside and its lyrics.

Baby its cold outside lyrics

I really can’t stay - But baby it’s cold outside
I’ve got to go away - But 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
And father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I’d better scurry - Beautiful, please don’t hurry
well 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 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 in hurting my pride
I really can’t stay - Baby don’t hold out
Ahh, but it’s cold outside

I simply must go - Baby, it’s cold outside
The answer is no - But baby, 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 - Gosh, 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 cigarette more - Never such a blizzard before
I’ve got to get home - Oh, baby, you’ll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - 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 old out
Ahh, but it’s cold outside
Where could you be going, when the wind is blowing, and it’s cold outside?
Baby, it’s cold, cold, outside

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