Credits
SCENKONSTNÄRER
Kenny Loggins
Artist
Steve Wood
Keyboard
Marilyn Dorman
Bakgrundssång
Richey Washington
Bakgrundssång
Buzz Feiten
Gitarr
Michael Boddicker
Slagverk
Paulinho De Costa
Slagverk
Tris Imboden
Trummor
Neil Larsen
Keyboard
Nathan East
Bas
Howard Feiten
Gitarr
Paulinho Da Costa
Slagverk
KOMPOSITION OCH LÅTTEXTER
Dean Pitchford
Låtskrivare
Kenny Loggins
Låtskrivare
PRODUKTION OCH TEKNIK
Kenny Loggins
Producent
Lee DeCarlo
Producent
Stephen Marsh
Biträdande tekniker
David Mitson
Masteringstekniker
Lyrics
I've been working so hard
I'm punching my card
Eight hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got
I've got this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
So now I gotta cut loose
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
You're playing so cool
Obeying every rule
Deep way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some
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 only
Cut loose, footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Ooh-wee, Marie, shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo, come on, come on, let's go
Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose
Cut footloose
Cut footloose
Cut footloose
You've got to turn it around
And put your feet on the ground
Gotta take a hold of all
Ah, ah, ah
I'm turning it loose
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
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, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody cut, everybody cut
Everybody
Everybody, cut footloose
Written by: Dean Pitchford, Kenny Loggins