Blake Shelton - Footloose | Текст песни

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• Blake Shelton
• Footloose

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 townNow I gotta cut loose, footloose

Kick off the Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get Mack, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

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You're playing so cool

Obeying every rule

Deep way down in your heart

You're burning yearning for

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 onlyCut loose, footloose

Kick off the Sunday shoes

Oo-wee Marie, shake it, shake it for me

Woah, 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)

OooohYou've got to turn me around

And put your feet on the ground

Gotta take the hold of all

I'm turning it looseI'm turning it looseFootloose, kick off the Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get Mack, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

(Footloose) footlooseKick off the Sunday shoes

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

Jack, get Mack, come on before we crack

Lose your blues, everybody cut, everybody cut

Everybody cut, everybody cut


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