Enjoy this decidedly non-rapey rendition of ‘Baby It’s Cold Outside’

If you’ve ever attempted enjoy a nice, wholesome holiday music binge only to be jerked rudely from your pine-scented day dream by the exceedingly creepy lyrics to the classic Christmas song Baby, It’s Cold Outside, you’ll be pleased to learn that someone has finally decided to go ahead and update that ish for 2016.

The people you have to thank for this are Lydia Liza and Josiah Lemanski, a couple from Minnesota, who, presumably tired of gagging on their mulled wine and toasted brie year after year while listening to the call-and-response tale of a man using the temperature as an excuse to trap an intoxicated and possibly drugged woman inside his house for the night while a blanket of snow covers the city, rewrote the carol, keeping the same catchy tune and removing all the gross, rapey stuff.

It’s a fucking Christmas miracle, and you can listen to the whole thing here.

Back off dude

“I really can’t stay,” Liza croons in the first verse, which is met with a convincing, “baby, I’m fine with that,” as opposed to the traditional “baby, it’s cold outside.” (Because we all know that as soon as the temperature dips past 40 degrees, all bets for consent are off, right?)

The original song, which was written in 1944 by Frank Loesser and has been sung by everyone from Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Jordan to Zooey Deschanel and Leon Redbone to Idina Menzel and Michael Buble, comes under fire pretty much annually for skeevy lines like “say, what’s in this drink?” and the whole icky “my sister will be suspicious,” “your lips look delicious” exchange. But Liza and Lemanski are the first to give it such a drastic (and adorable) lyrical makeover.

Liza told CNN: “We started thinking of the open-ended questions that song has. You never figure out if she gets to go home. You never figure out if there was something in her drink. It just leaves you with a bad taste in your mouth.”

Other things to like about Liza and Lemanski’s version include: a pomegranate Le Croix namedrop, the line “you reserve the right the say no,” a mention of the Cheesecake Factory, and Liza’s panicked gasping when she realizes that it is, indeed, quite chilly out.

But the fact is, nothing’s more festive than consent.