Footloose / Take On Me (En Vivo)

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 the Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get back, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

Whoa, oh

Whoa, oh

I've got footloose

Whoa, oh

I've got footloose

Whoa, oh

We've come to turn you around

(First!)

And put your feet on the ground

(Second!)

Now, take hold of it all

(Third!)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

We're talking away

I don't know what I'm to say and

I say it anyway

Well, there's another way to find you

Shying away

I'll be coming for you, love, okay?

Take on me

(Take on me)

Take me on

(Take on me)

I'll be gone

In a day or two

Ba, ba-da-ba

Oh, say after me

It's no better to be safe than sorry

Take on me

(Take on me)

Take me on

(Take on me)

I'll be gone

In a day or two

(Take on me)

Take me on

(Take on me)

I'll be gone

In a day or two