Footloose 1997

(Cut footloose)
Ooooh-oh-oh
(Cut footloose)
Ooooh-oh-oh
(Cut footloose)
Oooooooooh

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 times are holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
Yeah, yeah
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

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 baby
It will if you don't even, try
You'll get by if you'd only
Cut loose, footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Oo-wee, Marie, shake it, shake it for me
Woah, Milo, come on, come on let's go
Lose, your blues, everybody cut footloose

(Cut footloose)
Ooooh-oh-oh
(Cut footloose)
Ooooh-oh-oh
(Cut footloose)
Ooooh-oh-oh
(Cut footloose)
Oooooooooh

You've got to turn me around
And put your feet on the ground
Gotta take the hold of all

(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Ah
I'm turning it 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
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut footloose