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♪ run to his arms the moment he comes home to you ♪
♪ I'm warning you ♪
♪ a-day after day ♪
♪ there are girls at the office ♪
♪ and men will always be men ♪
♪ now, 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 ♪
♪ ah, hey, little girl ♪
♪ you better wear somethin' pretty ♪
♪ somethin' 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 ♪
[bells ringing]
Woman: Hey, come on, you guys.
Annie: Middlebury college, 1969,
The year of walking on the moon,
Yellow submarine,
And woodstock.
Also the year that pope paul vi eliminated 200 saints,
Amen,
And I, along with my three best friends.
Graduated from college.
Where's cynthia? We have to get going, don't we?
I mean, shouldn't we?
Calm and collected, annie.
She said she had a surprise.
How is this?
Is this heaven?
Elise, you are so gorgeous.
Really. Oh, my. It's lovely.
It's solid.
Oh, girls.
Cynthia.
Here. Open. Put them on.