She dances in the sheets at nights 
 She dances to his needs 
 She dances ‘til he feels just right 
 Until he falls asleep

She dances at the crack of dawn 
 And quickly cooks his food 
 She can’t be late, can’t take too long 
 The kids must get to school

 [bad word]  (2x)] 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm of 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm 
 slave to the rhythm of 
 The rhythm of love, the rhythm of love

She dances for the man at work 
 Who works her all the time 
 She dances so, and she says so 
 “I must be home tonight” 
 She dances to the kitchen stove 
 Dinner is served by nine 
 He says his food’s an hour late 
 She must be outta her mind

 [bad word] x2] 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm of 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm 
 slave to the rhythm of 
 The rhythm of love, the rhythm of love

She works so hard, just to make her way 
 For a man who just don’t appreciate 
 And though he takes her love in vain 
 Still she could not stop , couldn’t break his chains 
 She danced the night that they fell out 
 She swore she’d dance no more 
 But dance she did, he did not quit 
 as she ran out the door 
 … 
 She danced through the night in fear of her life 
 She danced to a beat of her own 
 She let out a cry and swallowed her pride 
 She knew she was needed back home, home

 [bad word] x5] 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm of 
 She’s a slave to the rhythm 
 slave to the rhythm of