(Ren)Been working so hard 

I'm punching my card 

Eight hours. For what? 

Oh, tell me what I got 



(Guys)Been working so hard 

I'm punching my card 

Eight hours. For what? 

(Girls)For WHAT?

(Guys)FOR WHAT?

(Girls)FOR WHAT?

(All)FOR WHAT?



(Girls)Been workin to damn hard 

I'm punchin that same Card

Eight Hours bustin my butt

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 



Tonight  I gotta cut 

*Loose, footloose 

Kick off your Sunday shoes 

Please, Louise 

Pull me offa my knees 

Jack, get back 

C'mon before we crack 

Lose your blues 

Everybody cut footloose 



(dialoge)



You're playing so cool 

Obeying every 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'm trying to tell you 

It will if you don't even try 

You can fly 

(Ren)If you'd only cut Fottloose

(All)whoa, cut footloose Ahhhh

Cut footloose



(dialoge)



First we've got to turn you around

Second Then put your feet on the ground

Third now thake ahold of your soul

loose, footloose,

kick off your sunday shoes.

oowee, Marie

shake it, shake it for me

Oh, Milo

C'mon, c'mon let's go

Cut footloose

cut footloose

cut foot loose

oohohhohh



First we gotta turn you around

then put you're feet on the ground

now take a hold of your soul



AHHHHHHHHHHH