Nhạc sĩ: Dean Pitchford, Kenny Loggins
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I've been working so hard
I'm punching my card
Eight hours for one
Oh, tell me what I got
I've got this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
Don't you not get caught?
Loose, footloose
Kick up your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me up on my knees
Jack, get back
Come on before we crack
Loose, you're loose
Everybody cut, footloose
You're playing so cool
I'm obeying
You're playing so cool
Never re-rule
Dig a way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some
Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing you by
I'll be trying to tell you
It will if you don't even try
You can cry if you don't cut loose
Footloose
Kick up your Sunday shoes
Loose, oo-wee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, my love
Come on, come on, let's go
Loose, you're loose
Everybody cut, footloose
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Come on louder
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Cut, footloose
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Cut, footloose
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Cut, footloose
Cut, footloose
Woo
You got to turn me around
You put your feet on the ground
Now take your hold of your soul
I'm turning it loose
Footloose
Kick up your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me up on my knees
Jack, get back
Come on, before we crack
Loose, you're loose
Everybody cut, footloose
Footloose
Kick up your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me up on my knees
Oh, please
Please, would you
Everybody cut, года
Jake, get back
Lose, what's wrong with the Black Пол
Come on before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody, everybody cut
Put it loose