Footloose

Been working so hard

ˈbɪn ˈwɝkɪŋ ˈsoʊ ˈhɑrd

I’m punching my card

ˈaɪm ˈpʰʌntʃɪŋ ˈmaɪ ˈkʰɑrd

Eight hours for what

ˈeɪt ˈaʊɚz ˈfɔr ˈwɑt

Oh, tell me what I got

ˈoʊ | ˈtʰɛɫ ˈmi ˈwɑt ˈaɪ ˈɡɑt

I’ve got this feeling

ˈaɪv ˈɡɑt ˈðɪs ˈfilɪŋ

That times are holding me down

ˈðæt ˈtʰaɪmz ˈɑr ˈhoʊɫdɪŋ ˈmi ˈdaʊn

I’ll hit the ceiling

ˈaɪəɫ ˈhɪt ðə ˈsilɪŋ

Or else I’ll tear up this town

ˈɔr ˈɛɫs ˈaɪəɫ ˈtʰɛr ˈʌp ˈðɪs ˈtʰaʊn

Now I gotta cut loose, footloose

ˈnaʊ ˈaɪ ˈɡɑɾə ˈkʰʌt ˈlus | ˈfʊtˌlus

Kick off your Sunday shoes

ˈkʰɪk ˈɑf ˈjɔr ˈsʌnˌdeɪ ˈʃuz

Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees

ˈpliz | luˈiz | ˈpʰʊɫ ˈmi ˈɑf əv ˈmaɪ ˈniz

Jack, get back, come on before we crack

ˈdʒæk | ˈɡɛt ˈbæk | ˈkʰʌm ˈɑn bɪˈfɔr ˈwi ˈkræk

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

ˈluz ˈjɔr ˈbluz | ˈɛvriˌbʌɾɪ ˈkʰʌt ˈfʊtˌlus

You’re playing so cool

ˈjɔr ˈpleɪɪŋ ˈsoʊ ˈkʰuɫ

Obeying every rule

oˈbeɪɪŋ ˈɛvrɪ ˈruɫ

Deep way down in your heart

ˈdip ˈweɪ ˈdaʊn ˈɪn ˈjɔr ˈhɑrt

You’re burning yearning for some

ˈjɔr ˈbɝnɪŋ ˈjɝnɪŋ ˈfɔr ˈsʌm

Somebody to tell you

ˈsʌmˌbʌɾɪ ˈtʰu ˈtʰɛɫ ˈju

That life ain’t passing you by

ˈðæt ˈlaɪf ˈeɪnt ˈpʰæsɪŋ ˈju ˈbaɪ

I’m trying to tell you

ˈaɪm ˈtraɪɪŋ ˈtʰu ˈtʰɛɫ ˈju

It will if you don’t even try

ˈɪt ˈwɪɫ ˈɪf ˈju ˈdoʊnt ˈivən ˈtraɪ

You can fly if you’d only cut loose, footloose

ˈju kən ˈflaɪ ˈɪf ˈjud ˈoʊnlɪ ˈkʰʌt ˈlus | ˈfʊtˌlus

Kick off your Sunday shoes

ˈkʰɪk ˈɑf ˈjɔr ˈsʌnˌdeɪ ˈʃuz

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

ˈoʊ  wi | mɚˈri | ˈʃeɪk ˈɪt | ˈʃeɪk ˈɪt ˈfɔr ˈmi

Whoa, Milo, come on, come on let’s go

ˈwoʊ | ˈmaɪloʊ | ˈkʰʌm ˈɑn | ˈkʰʌm ˈɑn ˈlɛts ˈɡoʊ

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

ˈluz ˈjɔr ˈbluz | ˈɛvriˌbʌɾɪ ˈkʰʌt ˈfʊtˌlus

Yeah, ooooh oh oh

ˈjɛə | u ˈoʊ ˈoʊ  

(Cut footloose)

| ˈkʰʌt ˈfʊtˌlus |

Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh

ˈjɛə | u ˈoʊ ˈoʊ  

(Cut footloose)

| ˈkʰʌt ˈfʊtˌlus |

Yeah, ooooh-oh-oh

ˈjɛə | u ˈoʊ ˈoʊ  

(Cut footloose)

| ˈkʰʌt ˈfʊtˌlus |

Oooooooooh

u

(First) You’ve got to turn me around

| ˈfɝst | ˈjuv ˈɡɑt ˈtʰu ˈtʰɝn ˈmi ɚˈraʊnd

(Second) And put your feet on the ground

| ˈsɛkənd | ənd ˈpʰʊt ˈjɔr ˈfit ˈɑn ðə ˈɡraʊnd

(Third) Now take the hold of all

| ˈθɝd | ˈnaʊ ˈtʰeɪk ðə ˈhoʊɫd əv ˈɑɫ

I’m turning it loose

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