Footloose [Bulgarian translation]

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 times are just holding me down

I'll hit the ceiling

Or else I'll tear up this town (oohh)

Now I gotta cut loose, footloose

Kick off your 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 can fly if you'd only cut loose, footloose

Kick off your Sunday shoes

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

Whoa, Milo, come on, come on let's go

Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

ooooh-oh-oh

(Cut foot-loose)

ooooh-oh-oh

(Cut foot-loose)

ooooh-oh-oh

(Cut foot-loose)

Oooooooooh

You've got to turn me around

And put your feet on the ground

Now take the hold of all

(all-all-all-all...)

I'm turning it to loose, footloose

Kick off your 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

Everybody cut, everybody cut footloose

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