Baby It’s Cold Outside Johnny Mercer (Ft. Margaret Whiting)

M: I really can't stay
J: But baby, it's cold outside
M: I've got to go 'way!
J: But baby, it's cold outside
M: This evening has been...
J: Been hoping that you'd drop in
M: So very nice
J: I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice!
M: My mother will start to worry...
J: Beautiful, what's your hurry?
M: And father will be pacing the floor
J: Listen to the fireplace roar
M: So really, I'd better scurry
J: Beautiful, please don't hurry
M: Well, maybe just a half a drink more
J: Put some records on while I pour
M: The neighbors might think...
J: But baby, it's bad out there
M: Say, what's in this drink?
J: No cabs to be had out there
M: I wish I knew how...
J: Your eyes are like starlight, now
M: To break the spell
J: I'll take your hat
M: (GASP)
J: Your hair looks swell!
M: I ought to say no, no, no, sir
J: Mind if I move in closer?
M: At least I'm gonna say that I tried
J: What's the sense of hurting my pride?
M: I really can't stay
J: Baby, don't hold out...