footloose - footloose kenny loggins
Been working so hard
I punch in 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
Tonight I gotta
(Chorus)
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
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 tell you
It will if you don't even try
You can fly if you'd only
(Chorus)
Cut Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo
C'mon, c'mon let go
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose
Cut footloose (3x)
FIRST - we got to turn me around
SECOND - and put your feet on the ground
THIRD - Now take a hold of your soul
FOUR - Whooooooooa, I'm turning it
(Chorus)
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
Footloose (2x)
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, Everybody cut (3x)
footloose - fake id big amp rich
Hey, I've been driving all over the town
On my cellphone wearin' it out
And I've finally tracked you down
Hey, everybody says you're the man
The final piece to my master plan
You got my world in the palm of your hand
Well I know that you got it
Come on and just sell it
Got the cash up in my pocket
You know I gotta get it
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
Hey, don't even think about tellin' me no
It's only twenty minutes till the show
Hey mister turn it over let's go
No, I ain't gonna need a receipt
Just make sure that it looks like me
So the bouncer don't call the police
And don't tell my daddy
Stole the keys to his caddy
Don't dilly dally
I gotta get the hell out of this alley
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
Here's my money, now get out of my way
Gonna push my luck right up to the stage
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister, hey mister
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money and you got what I need
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake id
Hey mister, hey mister