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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kelly Clarkson
Vocals
Ronnie Dunn
Vocals
Greg Kurstin
Piano
Gabriel Noel
Bass
Roy McCurdy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Loesser
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ronnie Dunn
Vocal Recording Engineer
Greg Kurstin
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Matt Coles
Vocal Recording Engineer
Shawn Daugherty
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I really can't stay, baby, it's cold outside
I've got to go away, baby, it's cold outside
This evenings been so very nice
Hopin' that you'd drop by, I'll hold your hands they're just like ice
[Verse 2]
My mother will start to worry, my father will be pacing the floor
Beautiful, what's your hurry? Listen to the fireplace roar
So really, I better scurry, oh, maybe just a half a drink more
Beautiful, please don't hurry, put some records on, while I pour
[Verse 3]
You know, the neighbors might think, say, what's in this drink?
Oh, it's bad out there, no cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how to break the spell
Your eyes are like starlight, now, I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
[Verse 4]
I ought to say no, no, no sir, at least I'm gonna say that I tried
Mind if I move in slow, what's the sense of hurtin' my pride?
You know, I really can't stay, ah, but it's cold outside
Baby, don't hold out, but it's cold outside
[Verse 5]
I simply must go, the answer is no
Baby, it's cold outside, baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been so nice and warm
Baby, it's cold outside, look out the window, at that storm
[Verse 6]
My sister will be suspicious, my brother will be there at the door
Gosh, your lips look delicious, waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious, well, maybe just a cigarette more
Mmm, your lips are delicious, never such a blizzard before
[Verse 7]
I gotta get home, say, lend me your coat
Baby, you'll freeze out there, it's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand, but don't you see?
I'm thrilled when you touch my hand, how can you do this to me?
[Verse 8]
There's bound to be talk tomorrow, at least there'll be plenty advice
Just think about my life long sorrow, if you caught pneumonia and died
You know I really can't stay, ah, but it cold outside
Get over the hold out, ah, but it's cold outside
Written by: Frank Loesser