How Good It Is

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 times are holding me down I'll hit the ceiling Or else I'll tear up this town Now I gotta cut loose, footloose Kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut 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 can fly if you'd only cut loose, footloose Kick off your Sunday shoes Oo-wee, Marie, shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo, come on, come on let's go Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh (Cut footloose) Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh (Cut footloose) Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh (Cut footloose) Oooooooooh (First) You've got to turn me around (Second) And put your feet on the ground (Third) Now take the hold of all I'm turning it loose footloose, Kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose (Footloose) footloose Kick off your Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut (Everybody) everybody cut footloose