Hoo!
Chop! Chop! Chop!
Hoo!
Oh
Oh
Hoo! Hoo!

She dances in the sheets at night
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
She's a 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
She says this food is the power
She must be out her mind...
 [bad word] 

She works so hard, just to make her way
For a man who just don't appreciate
And don't know it takes
And was all in vain