little girl, comb your hair,
fix your makeup, soon he will open the door.
Don't think because there's a ring on your finger,
you needn't try anymore.
For a wife should always
be lovers too
Run to his arms the moment
he comes home to you
I'm older than you
Day after day,
pair up girls at the office
You know men will always
be men
Don't send him off with
your hair still in curlers
You might 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
You better wear
something pretty
Something you've wear to go
I do say
Keep him alright
Pour the wine, start the music
Time, time to get ready for love
Whoa, time to get ready for love
Ah, it's time to get ready for love
You should always be lovers, too
Run to his arms the moment
he comes home to you
He's almost here
Hey, little girl,
you better wear something pretty
Something you wear to
go to the city
said dim all the lights,
pour the wine, start the music
Time to get ready for love
Time to get ready for
Hey, hey, hey, wait a a minute, girl,
hey, girl, look, uh
I think you better go
put that little lipstick on
Comb that natural, baby, yeah, yeah
Put on that bad mini -dress for
that man
I said it's time
It's time to get ready for love
Girls, it's time to get ready
It's time to get ready
Time to get ready for
For, for, for, for