Footlose

Been working so hard

I'm punching my card

Eight hours, for what?

Oh, tell me what I got

I've got this feeling

That time's just holding me down

I'll hit the ceiling

Or else I'll tear up this town

Now, I gotta cut loose

Footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get back, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

You're playing so cool

Obeying every rule

Deep way down in your heart

You're burning, yearning for some-

Somebody to tell you

That life ain't passing you by

I'm trying to tell you

It will if you don't even try

You'll get by if you'd only cut loose

Footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes

Whee, Marie, shake it, shake it for me

Whoa, Milo, come on, come on, let's go

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (Cut footloose)

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (Cut footloose)

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (Cut footloose), ah

(First) You've got to turn me around

(Second) And put your feet on the ground

(Third) Now, take the hold of yourself

Ah, ah

I'm turning it loose

Footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get back, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

Footloose (Footloose)

Footloose (Footloose)

Kick off your Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get back, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut, everybody cut

Everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut

(Everybody!) Everybody cut footloose