Lyrics
There are girls at the office, time to get ready Wives, don t send him off
I m warning you, he s almost here
Time to get ready, and dim all the lights And, better wear something pretty
For wives should always be lovers, you may not see him again
pour the wine
Day after day, and men will always be men
Don t send him off, he s almost here, for wives should always be lovers
You may not see him again, time to get ready for love
Time to get ready, time to get ready
Time to get ready, fix your make-up
and men will always be men
with your hair still in curlers
You may not see him again, there are girls at the office, and men will always be men
time to get ready
He s almost here, for wives should always be lovers, time to get ready
and men will always be men
And men will always be men, something you d wear to go to the city, for wives should always be lovers
And men will always be men, start the music, and dim all the lights
For wives should always be lovers, with your hair still in curlers
Comb your hair, for wives should always be lovers
pour the wine
Fix your make-up, you may not see him again
With your hair still in curlers, time to get ready, and men will always be men
comb your hair
He s almost here, comb your hair
Time to get ready for love, pour the wine, for wives should always be lovers
better wear something pretty
For wives should always be lovers, i m warning you, run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
you needn t try any more
Don t send him off, for wives should always be lovers
Better wear something pretty, better wear something pretty, time to get ready for love
Don t think because, run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
there s a ring on your finger
Better wear something pretty, for wives should always be lovers
i m warning you
don t send him off
fix your make-up
Comb your hair, don t send him off
Comb your hair, there s a ring on your finger Lovers, don t send him off
Time to get ready for love, run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Wives, time to get ready
And men will always be men, time to get ready
Better wear something pretty, time to get ready for love Newton, i m warning you
Time to get ready for love, time to get ready, day after day
I m warning you, start the music, and dim all the lights
Pour the wine, pour the wine Lovers, and men will always be men
run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
time to get ready
start the music
run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
With your hair still in curlers, there s a ring on your finger
run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
don t think because
Don t think because, pour the wine