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I really can't stay - Betty, it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Betty, it's cold out there
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry?
And father will be pacing the floor - Listen to that fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry

Well, maybe just a half a drink more - Why don't you put
Some records on while I pour
And the neighbors might think - Betty it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink? - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no sir - Mind if I move in closer?
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense
Of hurtin' my pride?

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I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ah but it's cold outside

I simply must go - Betty it's cold outside
The answer is no - I say, it's cold out there
The welcome has been - How lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm - Look out that window, man that's hard
My sister will be suspicious - Gosh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh, your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more - Oh, never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - Betty, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me?
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my lifelong sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught
Pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old lie
Ah but it's cold outside

Writer(s): GEORGE GERSHWIN, IRA GERSHWIN

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