Hey little girl comb your hair fix your makeup Soon he will open the door    Don't think because you've a ring on your finger You needn't try anymore    For wives should always be lovers too Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you I'm warning you                           Day after day there are girls at the office And men will always be men    Don't send him off with your hair still in curlers You may not see him again     For 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'd wear to go to the city And dim all the lights pour the wine start the music Time to get ready for love   Time to get ready time to get ready Time to get ready for love