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."