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,

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

Everybody wants to ride So get up and come over And get off when I am done So bring your daisy chain Come on girl on your knees Bow down like your starting to pray Come on little girl when you're riding me Everybody knows how you sex me dirty I know

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

You taste what you're made of You might bend till you break 'Cause it's all you can take On your knees, you look up Decide you've had enough You get mad, you get strong Wipe your hands, shake it off Cause when push comes to shove Then you stand, then you

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

Save your sin for someone else Oh, oh, oh, not for me I ain't your mama I ain't your priest I got no time to waste on your saving grace So, get up off your knees please I ain't whiskey in a bottle, I won't let you forget No shot of Novocaine

Turn the lights off When your lips touch mine I'm born again If I never get to heaven, hell I've already been Lead me to salvation, girl I'm down on my knees Slide your jeans off And put your hands on me From the crazy batch that made me Put your hands

We weren't born to follow Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah Come on and get up off your knees When life is a bitter pill to swallow You gotta hold on to what you believe Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow And that your saints and

Hope begets hope Stand your ground We could live forever if we just let go now Stand strong to the winds of adversity And no, we won't go No marching orders, get up off of your knees, now Face to face with the flaws upon your soul Let the truth unfold My