6. It's Cold Outside (2:20)
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
(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 that fireplace roar)
So, really I'd better scurry
(Beautiful, please don't hurry)
But maybe just a half a drink more
(I'll put some records 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 head, your scalp looks swell)
What was that which you just said?
(I'm thinking you'd look better dead)
Why's my vision getting blurry?
(I'll dispose of you in a hurry)
I've gotta get away
But baby it's cold outside
I hope your blood will wash out of the stockings on the wall
The splatter of your massacre decking all my halls
I hide your limbs in garbage bags, I won't dispose you whole
When Santa comes to visit me, my stockings fill with coal
(Baby, it's cold outside)
I've got to go away
(Baby, it's cold outside)
This evening has 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 that fireplace roar)
So, really I'd better scurry
(Beautiful, please don't hurry)
But maybe just a half a drink more
(I'll put some records 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 head, your scalp looks swell)
What was that which you just said?
(I'm thinking you'd look better dead)
Why's my vision getting blurry?
(I'll dispose of you in a hurry)
I've gotta get away
But baby it's cold outside
I hope your blood will wash out of the stockings on the wall
The splatter of your massacre decking all my halls
I hide your limbs in garbage bags, I won't dispose you whole
When Santa comes to visit me, my stockings fill with coal
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Tha HTU-ltide Mixtape - Lyrics
2. Saint Boniface and the Christmas Tree Lyrics | 3. Season's Greetings Lyrics |
5. Birth of a King Lyrics | ▶ 6. It's Cold Outside Lyrics |
Tha HTU-ltide Mixtape - Album Credits
Members
- Tyler Johnson : Everything
Additional musicians
- Connor Mizner : Additional Vocals (track 1)
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