Footloose Page

Blonde Girl Do you want your NTV? Brunette Girl Well, here it is. Boy Hit it. ("Footloose" by Kenny Loggins) Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what Oh, tell me what I got I got this feeling That time's 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 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 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 It will if you don't even try You can fly you'd only cut loose Footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes Ooh-Whee, Marie, shake it, shake it for me Whoah, Milo come on, come on let's go Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Whoa-Oh-Oh-Oh Cut loose Whoa-Oh-Oh-Oh Cut loose Whoa-Oh-Oh-Oh Cut loose You got to turn it around And put your feet on the ground Now take a hold of your soul I'm turning 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, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody, everybody cut footloose