Wednesday, January 2, 2008

The Ninth Day of Christmas: Baby It's Cold Outside





One of my goals, now that I have time to spend as I like, is to get outside and learn to enjoy winter more (I say that as I sit bundled up in flannel and wool by the computer). Our recent snow has inspired local snowman builders to get out there and sculpt. I found this smiling snow guy a block from here. Nature is sculpting too, creating giant crystal daggers in the form of icicles. These icy stalactites look like bars at the window.

In honor of winter's ice and snow I'm including the lyrics to one of my favorite winter songs. It has been recorded by all sorts of people, everyone from Dean Martin, to Bing Crosby to Rod Stewart. "Baby, It's Cold Outside" suggests at least one way to keep warm.

I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside
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
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
Well Maybe just one little kiss 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 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 a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

C'mon baby

I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no - Ooh baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm - Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips look delicious
Well maybe just one little kiss more - Never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - You'll freeze to the bone out there
Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - Your eyes are like starlight now
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

Baby it's cold outside

Brr its cold...
It's cold out there
Cant you stay awhile longer baby
Well... I really shouldn't... alright

Make it worth your while baby
Ahh, do that again...

1 comment:

bec said...

I love your blog! especially the way you but poems or lyrics with your photos. Nice photos by the way! I hope to do some snow sculpting... if it EVER snows here. I'm in PA and it was close to 70 degrees today...amazing.