Michael Jackson - Slave to the Rhythm
She dances in these sheets at nightShe dances to his needsShe dances 'til he feels just rightUntil he falls asleepShe dances at the crack of dawnAnd quickly cooks his foodShe can't be late, can't take too longThe kids must get to schoolShe's a slave to the rhythmShe's a slave to the rhythm ofShe's a slave to the rhythmA slave to the rhythm ofThe rhythm of love, the rhythm of loveShe's a slave to the rhythmShe's a slave to the rhythm ofShe's a slave to the rhythmA slave to the rhythm ofThe rhythm of love, the rhythm of loveShe dances for the man at workWho works her overtimeShe can't be rude as she says"I must be home tonight"She dances to the kitchen stoveDinner is served by nineHe says his food's an hour lateShe must be outta her mind'Cause she's a slave to the rhythmShe's a slave to the rhythm ofShe's a slave to the rhythmA slave to the rhythm ofThe rhythm of love, the rhythm of loveShe's a slave to the rhythmShe's a slave to the rhythm ofShe's a slave to the rhythmA slave to the rhythm ofThe rhythm of love, the rhythm of loveShe works so hard, just to make her wayFor a man who just don't appreciateAnd though he takes her love in vainStill she could not stop, couldn't break his chainsShe danced the night that they fell outShe swore she'd dance no moreBut then she did, he did not quit as she ran out the doorShe danced through the night in fear of her lifeShe danced to a beat of her ownShe let out a cry and swallowed her prideShe knew she was needed back home, home'Cause she's a slave to the rhythmShe's a slave to the rhythm ofShe's a slave to the rhythmA slave to the rhythm ofThe rhythm of love, the rhythm of loveShe's a slave to the rhythmShe's a slave to the rhythm ofShe's a slave to the rhythmA slave to the rhythm ofThe rhythm of love, the rhythm of love
Ballak_-1996