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Ain't erked, for work?
Eights hours, for what?
Been workin' so hard
I'm parked in my car.
Been workin' so hard I'm punching my card.
Been workin' so hard
I got in my car.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my card.
Been workin' so hard
I'm driving my car.
Been working so hard
I'm punchin' my card.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my car.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my card.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my cart.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my card.
Been workin' so hard
I'm watching my car.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my card.
Been workin' so hard
out washing my car.
Been workin' so hard
I'm punching my card.
Been working so hard
I'm washing my car
Eight hours, for what?
Oh hell, I missed a spot
I been working so hard
I'm punching my card.
Eight Hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got
Been working so hard
I'm washing, my car
Been working so hard
I'm punching my card
Blow me offa my knees
Pull me off of my knees
Blow me up to my knees
Pull me up from my knees
Come on the whole wheat track
Get out before we crack
Cousin Louis, cousin Louis, kick off your Sunday shoes
Footloose, Footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes
Eight hours, for work
Oh, tell me, what a guy!
Eight hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got
Footloose, Footloose, kick off your sorry shoes
Footloose, Footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes
Footloose, footloose
Kick out ya Sunday moose.
Footloose, footloose
Kick off ya Sunday shoes.
Froot Loops! Froot Loops! Kick off your Sunday shoes!
Footloose! Footloose! Kick off your Sunday shoes
Froot loops, froot loops
Foot loose, foot loose
Geez Louise put me up on my knees
Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees
Get off the railway track
Get out before we crack
Get off your cold-cream crack
Get out before we crack
Get on the corned beef back
Get out before we crack
Get on the whole-wheat track
Get out before we crack
Hey nurse, four words: Don't tell me "what a guy!"
Eight hours, for what? Lord, tell me what I got
Hey yeah, forward,
Oh, tell me what you got.
Eight hours, for what?
Lord, tell me what I got
I been working so hard
Ate lunch in, my car.
I've been working so hard
I'm punching my card.
I been working so hard
I'm punching my card.
Eight Hours, full work!
Don't tell me "Whatta guy!"
I been working so hard
I'm punching my card.
Eight Hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got
I'll lift the seat up
Or else she'll tear up this town
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
I'll live to see them
Or else I'll tear up this town
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
I'm Jonathan Loose.
I'm turnin' it loose.
I'm on the old-skool track.
Come on before we crack.
I'm on the whole wheat crack.
C'mon before we crack.
I'm parking my car.
I'm punching my card.
I'm punching my car
I'm punching my card
I'm washing my car.
I'm punching my card.
Jack, cut back
Come off the whole wheat crack.
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack.
Jack, get back
C'mon get all way back
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack.
Jack, get back
Come off that whole wheat track.
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack.
Jeez, Louise
Blow me off of my knees.
Please, Louise
Help me off of my knees.
Kick off those summer shoes
Kick off those Sunday shoes
Kick off with Dr. Seuss
Kick off those Sunday shoes
Loose your deuce
Lose your blues
Lose your goose
Lose your blues
Nada Gada cut loose
Now I gotta cut loose
Now I gotta cut loops
Froot Loops
Kick off those Sundance shoes
Now I gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Now I gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off your Sundance shoes
Now I gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Now I'm Dr. Seuss
Now I gotta cut loose
Now I've got a cousin Lewis
Footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Now I gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Oh, my lord, come on come on let's go.
Oh, Milo, come on come on let's go.
Oh, towny weather guy!
Oh, tell me what I got!
Pick up your Sunday shoes
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please Louise
Hold me up on my niece.
Please, Louise
Pull me off of my knees.
Please, Louise, go out and get me some cheese.
Please, Louise, help me off of my knees.
Please, do wees
Please, Louise!
Put on the corned beef hash
Come on before we crack
Tell me what a guy
Tell me what I got
Use your clues
Everybody loves Footloose
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose
Whoa, my Lord
C'mon, c'mon, let's go.
Whoa, Milo
C'mon, c'mon, let go.
You're burning urine for sure
You're burning, yearning for some--
You're burning, yearning for some...
Somebody to tell you
(That) Darth Vader's passing you by
You're burning, yearning for some...
Somebody to tell you
(That) life ain't a passing you by
You're burning, yearning for some
Somebody to tell you
That life may be passing you by.
You're burning, yearning for some
Somebody to tell you
That life ain't a-passing you by.
You're burning, you're in cole slaw.
You're burning, yearning for some--