Wives And Lovers

Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up

Soon he will open the door

Don't think because there's a ring on your finger

You needn't try any more

For wives should always be lovers too

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you

I'm warning you

Day after day, there are girls at the office

And the men will always be men

Don't stand him up with your hair still in curlers

You may not see him again

Wives should always be lovers too

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you

He's almost here

Hey, little girl, better wear something pretty

Something you wear to go to the city

Dim all the lights, pour the wine, start the music

Time to get ready for love

It's time to get ready for love

Yes, it's time to get ready for love

It's time to get ready, kick your shoes off, baby