Tom Snow Follow

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
Tonight, I gotta cut

Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off a 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 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 if you'd only cut

Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me

Whoa, Milo
C'mon, c'mon let's go
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

We got to turn me around
And put your feet on the ground
Now take a hold of the phone
Whoa, I'm turning it loose

Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off a my knees

Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off a my knees

Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack
Lose your blues

Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut footloose

I'm punching my card
Eight hours, for what?