I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry
Beautiful, what's your hurry

My father will be pacing the floor
Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry


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
Say, what's in this drink

No cabs to had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are like


To break the spell
I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell

I ought to say no, no, no, sir
Mind if I move closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried

What's the sense in hunting my pride?

I really can't stay

Baby don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold ouside
C'mon baby