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 time's just holding me down

I'll hit the ceiling

Or else I'll tear up this town

So now I gotta cut loose

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'll get by if you'd only

Cut loose

Footloose

Ooh-wee, Marie

Shake it, shake it for me

Whoa, Milo

Come on, come on, let's go

Ooh

(First) you've got to turn me around

(Second) and put your feet on the ground

(Third) gotta take the hold of all

(Four) I'm turning it loose

Footloose

(Footloose)

Footloose (Footloose)

Kick off the Sunday shoes (c'mon, girl)

(Everybody)

Everybody cut footloose!