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Favorite Christmas Carols

Today I realized that my favorite Holiday Song could actually be a song about date rape. Sometimes I really wish I didn’t have such a great knowledge of perpetrators, non-stranger sexual assault, and all that stuff.

What’s the song? “Baby, it’s cold outside.” My favorite version features slightly creepy, but “oh so sexy” Dean Martin.

Hear are the lyrics. Sexy as a duet, but if these were on stage at Freshman orientation, they would frighten the pants off of the parents.

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 – 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 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 – 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….

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