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