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bloodyrosemccoy) wrote2011-12-19 11:48 am
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Based On A True Story
I hereby submit this as an alternative lyric for “Baby, It’s Cold Outside,”* where the players are no longer Wolf and Mouse,** but rather Human and Cat.
I really can’t stay.
But Fluffy, it’s cold outside.
I’ve got to go ‘way.
Oh, fuzzball, it’s cold outside.
I’ve already slept
This blanket is wrecked
Sixteen straight hours
All during which we had snow showers
There’s birds huddled up in the trees now
You’d better just let them tease now
I could spread around some feathery gore
Tonight it’s supposed to snow more
Just turn the knob for me please now
You know that you’re gonna freeze now
Being inside is such a terrible bore
No way I’m gonna open this door
It’s only a storm
That's like three feet of snow
My fur keeps me warm
It’s, what, 20 below?
I could kill me some mice
They’re all solid ice
And I gotta poop
Just use the box; I’ll get a scoop
I plan to sit and stare at you, hopin’
You seriously want this door open?
Looking sadder than if somebody died
I warned you, cat. I totally tried.
I’m going out now—
Hey wut it’s COLD OUTSIDE!
JESUS IT’S COLD! OUT! SIDE!
*A song I almost categorically hate. When James Taylor and Natalie Cole sing it, it’s a nice jazzy bit of banter between two longtime on again-off again friends. Every other version sounds like it’s going to end with a sleazy defense attorney trying to convince a jury that his client was under the perfectly understandable mistaken impression that Rohypnol was an integral part of a martini.
**No, really. That song gets creepier the more you learn about it.
I really can’t stay.
But Fluffy, it’s cold outside.
I’ve got to go ‘way.
Oh, fuzzball, it’s cold outside.
I’ve already slept
This blanket is wrecked
Sixteen straight hours
All during which we had snow showers
There’s birds huddled up in the trees now
You’d better just let them tease now
I could spread around some feathery gore
Tonight it’s supposed to snow more
Just turn the knob for me please now
You know that you’re gonna freeze now
Being inside is such a terrible bore
No way I’m gonna open this door
It’s only a storm
That's like three feet of snow
My fur keeps me warm
It’s, what, 20 below?
I could kill me some mice
They’re all solid ice
And I gotta poop
Just use the box; I’ll get a scoop
I plan to sit and stare at you, hopin’
You seriously want this door open?
Looking sadder than if somebody died
I warned you, cat. I totally tried.
I’m going out now—
Hey wut it’s COLD OUTSIDE!
JESUS IT’S COLD! OUT! SIDE!
*A song I almost categorically hate. When James Taylor and Natalie Cole sing it, it’s a nice jazzy bit of banter between two longtime on again-off again friends. Every other version sounds like it’s going to end with a sleazy defense attorney trying to convince a jury that his client was under the perfectly understandable mistaken impression that Rohypnol was an integral part of a martini.
**No, really. That song gets creepier the more you learn about it.
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I've said it before and I'll say it again. I feel like the male part in that song should be taken by Christopher Walken.
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My sister also feels that Sean Connery is a good choice for the Wolf, But I can't get Christopher Walken's voice out of my head now and it's making me snicker rather idiotically.
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I actually HAD a guy say that to me once, after the third time I pushed him away when he got grabby. I made an excuse to step out, and just kept going, and called a friend for a ride home. I have no doubt whatsoever that if I hadn't done that, either I would have been raped or he would have been dead.
Someone with better video skills than I have should do a vid of this song as the soundtrack to an on-screen date rape.
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I'm not sure I've heard any version except the Taylor/Cole one, and I think I'm glad now. In any other style it'd be along the lines of "Have some Madeira M'Dear."
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Also, it made me think of The In and Out Cat Song.
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Sometimes I wonder what songs cats would write about us. We must look like we spend an awful lot of time just staring at things.
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I like your version.
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With Miss Piggy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EJ1SBAO1HU (Actual song at 1:30ish)
(I just had to find out)
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Reminds me of my cat on rainy days.
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Still..the guy is a Texan and we're not known to be entirely sane ALL the time. :-P
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Would you mind if I emailled it to a number of friends with cats? Appropriately credited, of course...
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Your version describes perfectly how things went last winter when Eo saw her first snow and I let her out on the balcony because she wanted to bite it.
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in the composer's original interpretation, the "mouse" has all the power and is only saying "no" to have fun
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In all the versions I've heard, it came across more like "Did you mix all this vodka/rum/whiskey with ANYTHING AT ALL??"
Which leads to the same problem as the drug, but at least is more detectable.... :(
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*chortle* Came for the western bit, via metaquotes, then cruised through and found this. Now both are saved for my BFF to read aloud.
Friending you; little nuggets like this are worth waiting for.
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