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