Footloose

Been workin' so hard,
I'm punchin' my card
Eight hours. for what?
Oh, tell me what I got!

I've got this feeling that time's holding me down...
I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town...

Tonight 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.
Dig a way down in your heart .
You're burning yearnin' 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 can fly if you'd only cut loose footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee... Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa... Milo
Come on, come on let's go
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

(Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh) (cut footloose)
(Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh) (cut footloose)
(Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh) (cut footloose)
(ah-a-a)
We got to turn me around and put your feet on the ground
Ground take the hold of all

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 (footlose).
Footlose (footloose)
Kick off your Sunday shoes (footlose)
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!



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Clark Loggins, Dean Pitchford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link