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 Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:04 pm
*pulls Clarice close and starts it up*
Why Mr. Powell...
*sings*
I really can’t stay...
Baby it's cold outside.
I’ve got to go ‘way.
Baby, it’s cold outside.
The evening has been...
I’ve been hopin’ that you’d drop in.
So very nice.
I’ll hold your hand, they’re just like ice.
My mother will start to worry...
Hey beautiful, what’s your hurry?
And father will be pacing the floor...
Listen to that 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 oughtta say no, no, no sir.
You mind if I move in closer?
At least I’m gonna say that I tried.
And what’s the sense in hurting my pride
I really can’t stay.
Oh baby, don’t hold out.
Oh, but it’s cold outside. Oh, but it’s cold outside
*blinks to a few feet away from Chris*
I simply must go.
It’s cold outside
The answer is no.
Baby, it’s cold outside.
The welcome has been...
So lucky that you dropped in.
So nice and warm.
Look out the window at that storm.
*walks slowly towards Clarice*
My sister will be suspicious
Your lips look delicious.
My brother will be there at the door
I ain’t worried about you brother.
My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious.
That ol’ biddy, she ain’t gonna bother me.
Well maybe just a cigarette more,
You don’t need no cigarette, it’s smokin’ plenty up in here.
I’ve got to get home.
Baby, you’ll freeze out there.
Say, lend me a comb.
It’s up to your knees out there.
You’ve really been grand...
I thrill when you touch my hand.
Oh, but don’t you see...
How can you do this thing to me?
*pulls Clarice close again*
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow...
Well, think of my lifelong sorrow...
At least there will be plenty implied.
If you caught pneumonia and died.
I really can’t stay...
Get over that hold out.
Oh, but baby it’s cold outside. Oh, but it’s cold outside.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:11 pm
*kisses Chris on the cheek*
told you I wasn't much of a songstress sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:12 pm
Ms Clarice Ferguson *kisses Chris on the cheek* told you I wasn't much of a songstress sweatdrop You were perfect. heart
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:16 pm
*shakes her head and looks around as if waking up*
Anyway, as I was saying... sing.
confused
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:17 pm
*shakes away the fuzzies from her brain*
Yes patience, go ahead and sing for us!
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:19 pm
*jumps up*. Alright... something Christmasy it is.
*takes the mic and starts to sing*
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:21 pm
All the lights are coming on now
How I wish that it would snow now
I dont feel like going home now
I wish that i could stay
All the trees are on display now
and its cold now
I dont feel like going home now
I wish that i could stay
I wish that i could walk
I wish that i could walk
you home
All the lights are coming on now
How I wish that it would snow now
I dont feel like going home now
I wish that i could stay
Santas coming to town
with sequins in his hair
Santas coming to town
with sequins in his hair
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:25 pm
Heh, thanks redface
*shakes the mic*. Who's next ?.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:28 pm
: razz ulls her scarf around her mouth:::
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:28 pm
Maybe Nico wants to give it a try?
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:29 pm
Yeah...
I have never heard Nico sing blaugh
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:33 pm
That's cause..
Cause..
::puts the Sleeping Mouse into her pocket:: I don't know.. sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:34 pm
Well, this is the perfect oportunity to break with the silence 3nodding
Come on now...
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