Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baby, It's Cold Outside, artist - Louis Armstrong.
Date of issue: 30.11.2010
Song language: English
Baby, It's Cold Outside |
I really can’t stay |
(mama, it’s cold outside) |
I’ve got to go way |
(I said, it’s cold outside) |
I wish I knew how |
(tickled to death that you dropped in) |
To break this spell |
(you better break that spell. a-vo-tu) |
My mother will start to worry |
(mama, what’s your hurry) |
Father will be pacin' the floor |
(he's gotta go… he's gotta go) |
Really I’d better hurry |
(please don’t hurry) |
Well maybe just a half a drink more |
The neighbors might think |
(mama, it’s bad out there) |
Hey pops, what’s in this drink |
(ain't no fun to be had out there, you know) |
This evenin' has been |
(it is outta here…) |
So nice and fine |
(take another drink-a-wine…and |
Maybe you’ll change your mind) |
I ought to say no, no, no, sir |
(you don’t have to call me sir) |
At least I’m gonna say that I tried |
(give it up… give it up… give it up) |
I really can’t stay |
(and, don’t hold out) |
(look-a there honey… look at that window there… you can’t go |
Out there in all that bad weather take a look… you lookin' |
At the wrong window anyway… that's a bay window there… |
See the one that’s in the middle there… yeah the one that’s boarded |
Up… that's an out house there… ain't no usein you goin out there |
In all that bad weather… gettin' them two little skis all frosted up) |
Yeah well pops, I didn’t tell mama and papa where I was goin |
(you did what) |
In fact, I sneaked outta the house |
(oh, velma, don’t never do that to your mama and papa… stay here |
Three more days then you go back home to your people there) |
There’s bound to be talk tommorow |
(what about my sorrow) |
At least there will be plenty implied |
(yeah, you tellin' me) |
I really can’t stay |
(an-bol-eh-do-as) |
Hey pops, I’d really like to stick around |
(yeah I wish you would) |
But I live so far… i live way over on the other side of town… over in |
The aristocratic part… way over… |
(where would that be honey) |
Over on jackson street |
(she been in town two hours and she done found out where |
Jackson street is… yes indeed folks this is the place… |
You know where you can get two drinks for forty cents here… then you |
Come outta the gate and fall flat-a-your face… that's what you do) |
(yeah your shoes are loosey… and let’s get juicy) |
(bah-da-da-dat) outside |
(bah-ba-da-do-de-da-da-day) |