Footloose

Kenny Loggins

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

    I got this feeling
    That time's just holdin' me down
    I'll hit the ceilin'
    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 playin' so cool
    Obeyin' every rule
    Deep way down in your heart
    You're burnin', yearnin' for some

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    Somebody to tell you
    That life ain't passin' you by
    I'm tryin' 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
    Ooh-wee, Marie
    Shake it, shake it for me
    Whoa, Milo
    Come on, come on, let's go
    Lose your blues
    Everybody cut footloose

    Yo-oh-oh-oh-oh (cut footloose, ah)
    Yo-oh-oh-oh-oh (cut footloose, ah)
    Yo-oh-oh-oh-oh (cut footloose, ah)
    (First) you've got to turn it around
    (Second) and put your feet on the ground
    (Third) now take a hold of your soul
    (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

    I'm turnin' 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)
    Kick off your Sunday shoes (kick 'em on off)
    Please, Louise
    Pull me off of my knees
    Jack, get back (get on back, Jack)
    Come on, before we crack (come on before we)
    Lose your blues

    Everybody cut, everybody cut
    Everybody cut, everybody cut
    Everybody cut, everybody cut
    (Everybody) everybody cut footloose

    Song details

    Composition: Kenny Loggins and Dean Pitchford

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