------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FOOTLOOSE Kenny Loggins I been working so hard, keep punching my card. Eight hours, for what? oh,tell me what I got. I get this feeling. That times's just holding me down. I'll hit the ceiling. Or else I'll tear up this town. Tonight I gotta out. Loose, footloose, kick off your sunday shoes. please, Louise, pull me off a my knees. Jack, get back, c'mon before we crack. Loose your blues, everybody cut footloose. ..You're playing so cool obeying every rule. Dig 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 teel you. It will it 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, c'mon, c'mon let go, Loose your blues, everybody cut footlose. ..We got to turn you around. You put your feet on the ground. Now take a hold of your soul. Ah....ha.... I'm turning it loose, footloose, kick off your sunday shoes. please, Louise, pull me off a my knees. Jack, get back, c'mon before we crack. Loose your blues, everybody cut footloose. Footloose kick off your sunday shoes. please, Louise, pull me off a my knees. Jack, get back, c'mon before we crack. Loose your blues, everybody cut footloose.
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