Slave To The Rhythm She dances in these sheets at night She dances to his needs She dances til he feels just right Until he falls asleepShe dances at the crack of dawn And quickly cooks his food She cant be late, cant take too long The kids must get to school Shes a slave to the rhythm Shes a slave to the rhythm Shes a slave to the rhythm A slave to the rhythm of,The rhythm of love, the rhythm of love She dances for the man at workWho works her overtimeShe cant be rude as she says,Sir, I must be home tonight.She dances to the kitchen stoveDinner is served by nineHe says his foods an hour late She must be outta her mind She works so hard, just to make her wayFor a man who just dont appreciateAnd though he takes her love in vain Still she could not stop, couldnt break his chainsShe danced the night that they fell outShe swore shed 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 Øh ýéâh §hé ìs dåñçing
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 22:04:37 +0000
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