Louis Armstrong Baby, It's Cold Outside Lyrics:
As recorded live with Velma Middleton
1949 (Louis in parenthesis)

I really can't stay
(Mama, it's cold outside)
I've got to go way
(I said, it's cold outside)
I wish I knew how
(Tickled to death that you dropped in)
To break this spell
(You better break that spell..a-vo-tu)
My mother will start to worry
(Mama, what's your hurry)
Father will be pacin' the floor
(He's gotta go...he's gotta go)
Really I'd better hurry
(Please don't hurry)
Well maybe just a half a drink more
**(Take some 'Swiss Kriss' while I pour)
The neighbors might think
(Mama, it's bad out there)
Hey Pops, what's in this drink
(Ain't no fun to be had out there, you know)
This evenin' has been
( It is outta here.....)
So nice and fine
(Take another drink-a-wine...and
maybe you'll change your mind)
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
(You don't have to call me sir)
At least I'm gonna say that I tried
(Give it up...give it up...give it up)
I really can't stay
(And, don't hold out)
*BOTH* Ahh, but it's cold outside

(Look-a there honey...look at that
window there...you can't go
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out there in all that bad weather take a
look...............you lookin'
at the wrong window
anyway...........that's a bay window
there........
see the one that's in the middle
there.......yeah the one that's boarded
up...that's an out house
there..........ain't no usein you goin out
there
in all that bad weather...gettin' them two
little skis all frosted up)
Yeah well Pops, I didn't tell Mama
and Papa where I was goin
(You did what)
In fact, I sneaked outta the house
(Oh, Velma, don't never do that to your
Mama and Papa......stay here
three more days then you go back
home to your people there)
There's bound to be talk tommorow
(What about my sorrow)
At least there will be plenty implied
(Yeah, you tellin' me)
I really can't stay
(An-bol-eh-do-as)
*BOTH* Ahh but it's cold outside

Hey Pops, I'd really like to stick around
(Yeah I wish you would)
But I live so far...I live way over on the
other side of town....over in
the aristocratic part...way over........................
(Where would that be Honey)
Over on Jackson Street
(She been in town two hours and she done found out where
Jackson Street
is.....................Yes
indeed folks this is the
place.....
you know where you can get two drinks for
forty cents here......then you
come outta the gate and fall flat-a-your
face.....that's what you do)
(Yeah your Shoes are loosey...and let's get juicy)
*BOTH* Yeah, but it?s cold
(bah-da-da-dat) outside
(bah-ba-da-do-de-da-da-day)
Lyrics: Baby, It's Cold Outside, Louis Armstrong [end]