Wives And Lovers Songtext
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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 that 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
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 that 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.
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...
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.
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...
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