Baby, It's Cold Outside Lyrics- Coy and Cute in the 50's, Creepy Now...

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 a half a drink more (Then, a couple sips, Now: 2-3 more cocktails and maybe a hit of a joint)- Put some music on while I pour

The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink (Then, a coy way to say, "Oh dear my inhibition are down a bit". Now: Roofies, GHB, Etc.) - 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 (Then, hand holding might have occurred, Now: Probably about to get a boob grope...)
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 (Then, concerned, Now: Jealous) - Man, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door (Then concerned, Now: Waiting to give you shit) - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious (Then, prude, cranky old aunt, Now: Your "talks-shit-about-everyone-elses-life-in-order-to-feel-better-about-the-mess-she's-made-of-her-own" Aunt - Gosh your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb (Is she brushing her hair to leave or about to make a comb kazoo?) - 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 (Then, playful, Now: If you don't have sex with me I'll tell everyone your a prude after continuing to try and lay you)
There's bound to be talk tomorrow (Then, giggles over lunch, Now: Myspace Bulletins) - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died (Then, playful, Now: Evidence of guilt/cover up plot at the trial of your death)
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 (Then, giving in, Now: Date Rape Drug is kicking in)

Make it worth your while baby (Then, french kissing, Now: Mandatory Oral Sex for the Lady)
Ahh, do that again…. (See Above)