Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Everybody cut, everybody cut Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what? Oh,

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log But when I get home to you I'll find the things that you do Will make me feel alright So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when

'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have Skoal rings We wear our boots to church So rough around the edges It's hard to believe that girls like you Love guys like me I wear a greasy ball cap I like my shirt

I've been down so long You know down don't bother me And cast 'em in the deep blue sea I work hard every day I come straight home at night I'm gonna cast all my worries And take 'em to the deep blue sea Gonna take all my troubles And no matter how hard I

Oh oh oh oh ho oh Happy alone Sharing a smile So far from home I want in like a substitute I've been working awful hard for you But you don't say, you just hold your breath So I can't touch what I haven't yet She's a cold one and it hurts me so

Where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from, tryin' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to heaven 'Cause where I come from Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin' Well I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears 'Round that

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful Toying somewhere between love and abuse Calling to join

After all, I'm just a man I'm a blue collar man had a hammer in my hand For the last few years of my life Working double overtime While you sleep alone at night Baby I know it's been a long hard ride Sometimes I forget to say I love you But baby please

Do not obey Never one to be held back or held down I'd write my name so the king could see I will follow the true declaration And find some hope in what mankind could be I've worked so hard Let my deeds be my witness And let my words flow through

Surprise surprise, surprise surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise And this revolution has been brought to you by Oh you upper class daughters, and working class sons It's hard to save a dollar the way the world runs Those who seek