Glee Cast - Baby It's Cold Outside

KURT: I really can't stay.
BLAINE: But baby, it's cold outside.
KURT: I've got to go away.
BLAINE: But baby, it's cold outside
KURT: This evening has been...
BLAINE: Been hoping that you'd drop in.
KURT: ...so very nice.
BLAINE: I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice.
KURT: My mother will start to worry.
BLAINE: Beautiful, what's your hurry?
KURT: My father will be pacing the floor.
BLAINE: Listen to the fireplace roar.
KURT: So really, I'd better scurry.
BLAINE: Beautiful, please don't hurry.
KURT: But maybe just a half a drink more.
BLAINE: Put some records on while I pour.

KURT: The neighbors might think.
BLAINE: Baby, it's bad out there.
KURT: Say, what's in this drink?
BLAINE: No cabs to be had out there.
KURT: I wish I knew how...
BLAINE: Your eyes are like starlight now.
KURT: ...to break the spell.
BLAINE: I'll take your hat; your hair looks well.
KURT: I ought to say no, no, no, Sir.
BLAINE: Mind if I move in closer?
KURT: At least I'm gonna say that I tried.
BLAINE: What's the sense in hurting my pride?
KURT: I really can't stay.
BLAINE: Baby, don't hold out.
BOTH: Ah/Oh, but/Baby it's cold outside. KURT: I simply must go
BLAINE: But, baby, it's cold outside
KURT: The answer is no
BLAINE: But, baby, it's cold outside
KURT: This welcome has been...
BLAINE: How lucky that you'd drop in
KURT: ...so nice and warm.
BLAINE: Look out the window at that storm.
KURT: My sister will be suspicious
BLAINE: Gosh, your lips look delicious
KURT: My brother will be there at the door.
BLAINE: Waves upon a tropical shore.
KURT: My maiden aunt's mind is vicious
BLAINE: Ooh, your lips are delicious
KURT: But maybe just a cigarette more
BLAINE: Never such a blizzard before

KURT: I've gotta get home.
BLAINE: But baby, you'll freeze out there.
KURT: Say, lend me your coat.
BLAINE: It's up to your knees out there.
KURT: You've really been grand.
BLAINE: I thrill when you touch my hand.
KURT: But don't you see.
BLAINE: How can you do this thing to me?
KURT: There's bound to be talk tomorrow.
BLAINE: Think about a life long sorrow.
KURT: At least there will be plenty implied.
BLAINE: If you got pneumonia and died.
KURT: I really can't stay.
BLAINE: Get over that hold out.
BOTH: Ahh/Oh, but/Baby it's cold outside!