FOOTLOOSE by Kenny Loggings

I've 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 timess 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 Mack, 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 the sun

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 the Sunday shoes

Oo-wee Marie shake it, shake it for me

Woah, Milo come on, come on lets go

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

You got to turn me around and put your

Feet on the ground, gotta take the hold of all

I'm turning loose

Written by Kenny Loggins, Dean Pitchford.