He tells you you're so pretty
He tells you you're so witty
He tells you how he loves the way you
Walk and talk and think
He never keeps any secrets
He never tells you no lies
He comes home late once in a while
But he's got cool alibis
He comes home late every once in a while
But he's got cool alibis
And there's no reason for him to want to
Give you that special burn
And it's cold-Ain't it baby
And it's cold-Ain't it girl
He loves the way you drive your car
He loves the way you move
He loves to dine by your candlelight
He loves the way you think for yourself
He loves the way you move
And he loves the way that you run along
When he's got things to do
And he loves the way you run along
When he's got things to do
And there's no reason for him to want to
Give you that special burn
Well, it's cold-Ain't it baby
And it's cold-Ain't it girl
You see his mind wonderin' at the marina
Look at all he's got
He loves the parties your father throws on Sunday
Down on his yacht
He suggests that you rest
After all the festivities
He'll be along just dance one more song
With your friends Jenny and Louise
He'll be along just dance one more song
With your friends Jenny and Louise
And there's no reason for him to want to
Give you that special burn
And it's cold-Ain't it baby
And it's cold-Ain't it girl
