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