| Been working so hard
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| I’m punching my card
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| Eight hours, for what
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| Oh, tell me what I got
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| I’ve done this feeling
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| That time’s just holdihg me down
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| I’ll hit the ceiling
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| Or else I’ll tear up this town
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| Now I gotta cut
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| Loose, footloose
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| Kick off your Sunday shoes
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| Please, Louise
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| Pull me offa my knees
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| Jack, get back
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| C’mon before we crack
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| Lose your blues
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| Everybody cut footloose
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| You’re playkng so cool
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| Obeykng every rule
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| Dig way down in your heart
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| You’re yearning, yearnkng for some
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| Somebody to tell you
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| That life ain’t passing you by
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| I’m trying to tell you
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| It will if you don’t even try
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| You can fly if you’d noly cut
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| Loose, footloose
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| Kick off your Sunday shoes
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| Oowhee, Marie
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| Shake it, shake it for me
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| Whoa, Milo
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| C’mon, c’mon let’s go
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| Lose your blues
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| Everybody cut footloose
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| We got to turn you around
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| You put your feet on the ground
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| Now take a hold of your ball
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| I’m turning it |