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: 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: 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: 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 caught pneumonia and died.

Kurt: I really can't stay.

Blaine: Get over that hold out.

Both: Ahh/Oh, but/Baby it's cold outside!