| Bette: I really cant stay | 
| James: but baby, its cold outside. | 
| Bette: I got to go way. | 
| James: but baby, its cold outside. | 
| Bette: this evening has been | 
| James: been hopin that youd drop in. | 
| Bette: so very nice. | 
| James: Ill hold your hands, theyre just like ice. | 
| Bette: my mother will start to worry. | 
| James: beautiful, whats your hurry? | 
| Bette: my father will be pacing the floor. | 
| James: listen to that fireplace roar. | 
| Bette: so really Id better scurry. | 
| James: beautiful, please dont hurry. | 
| Bette: well, maybe just a half a drink more. | 
| James: put some records on while I pour. | 
| Bette: you know the neighbors might think. | 
| James: but baby, its bad out there. | 
| Bette: er, whats in this drink? | 
| James: no cabs to be had out there. | 
| Bette: I wish I knew how | 
| James: your eyes are like starlight now. | 
| Bette: to break this spell. | 
| James: Ill take your hat, your hair looks swell. | 
| Bette: I ought to say no, no, no sir. | 
| James: mind if I move in closer? | 
| Bette: at least Im gonna say that I tried. | 
| James: whats the sense in hurtin my pride? | 
| Bette: I reall cant stay, | 
| James: baby, dont hold out. | 
| Bette: ah, but its cold outside. | 
| James: baby, its cold outside. | 
| Bette: ah, but its cold outside. | 
| James and bette: baby, its cold outside. |