The Fashion Show Lyrics

Jean-Paul Goude: "She's born in Jamaica, raised in
America.. and she was really an American girl, I mean,
with Jamaican parents."

Uh, baby.. Uh-huh

Keep it up, keep it up

Keep it up

Slave to the rhythm
Uh baby
To the rhythm

Don't cry

Your life is the rhythm
You work to the rhythm
You slave

To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh
To the rhythm

Uh, baby

To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh
To the rhythm

You slave to the rhythm

To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh
To the rhythm, to the rhythm
To the rhythm, to the rhythm

To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh
To the rhythm Work all day as men who know
Work all day to keep the flow

To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh
To the rhythm

To keep the flow

To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh
To the rhythm

Build on up
Don't break the chain
Sparks will fly

Keep it up, keep it up
See, never stop the action
Keep it up

Jean-Paul Goude: "I mean all black people were just,
you know 'do it to me, sock it to me' and all that
stuff, and there she was, you know, singing 'La Vie en
Rose' in French. It was great, you know. So I thought
what a wonderful, erm, perspective. No I never saw her
at a fashion show."

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