Baby, It’s Cold Outside John Farnham

I really can't stay
Baby, it's cold outside
I've got to go away
Oh, 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 brother will start to worry
Beautiful, what's your hurry
My daughter will be pacing the floor
Listen to the fireplace roar

So really I'd better scurry
Oh, beautiful, please don't hurry
Well Maybe just a half a drink more
Put some music on while I pour

The neighbors might think
Baby, it's bad out there
I really don't 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