Wives & Lovers

Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fetch your makeup
Soon he'll open the door
Don't think because there's a ring on your finger
You needn't try anymore

For wives should always be lovers too
Run into his arms the moment he comes home to you
I'm warning you

We have to date a little girls in the office
And men will always be men
Don't send them off with your hair still in curlers
You may not see him again

For wives should always be lovers too
Run into his arms the moment he comes home to you
He's almost here

Hey, little girl, better wear something pretty
Something you'd wear to go to the city
Then off the lights, pour the wine, start the music
Time to get ready for love

Dim all the lights, pour the wine, start the music
Time to get ready for love
Time to get ready
Time to get ready for love
Time to get ready



Credits
Writer(s): Hal David, Burt Bacharach
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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