Kenny Loggins - Footloose (From "Footloose") [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Been working so hard
I'm punching my card
Eight hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got
I've down this feeling
That time's just holdin' me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
Tonight I gotta cut
Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back
Come on before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose
You're playing so cool
Obeyin' every rule
I'll dig a way down in your heart
You're burnin', yearnin' for songs
Somebody to tell you
That life ain't a passin' you by
I'm tryin' 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
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
We got to turn me around
And put your feet on the ground
Now take a hold of the phone
Whoa, I'm turnin' it loose
Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back
Come on before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose
Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off a 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 cut footloose