You can take Champagne out of the disco but you can't take the disco out of Champagne. Actually, Evelyn King isn't calling herself Champagne anymore, having at 22 reached a certain maturity in her six years in show business. She still sounds, however, mighty like the girl who, since her hit single Shame in 1977, has appeared to go nowhere without a steady ka-boom, ka-boom behind her. The best parts of this album are a self-conscious but likable rap on the title tune and what sounds for a while as if it might even be a ballad, Get Up Off Your Love. But King's delivery is so linked to her domineering rhythm section she seems to have a hard time singing any other way than in the spurty, punctuating mode disco vocalists use by necessity. She's fine at it, but enough is enough.