Nhạc sĩ: Kenny Loggins, Dean Pitchford | Lời: Kenny Loggins, Dean Pitchford
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I've been working so hard, I'm punching my card Eight hours, four words, oh tell me what I got I've got this feeling, that a time has been holding me down I'll hit the ceiling, or else I'll tear up this town Tonight I gotta cut loose, a full loose Get comfy Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me up from my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut a full loose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Feel the 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 don't cut loose, a full loose Get comfy Sunday shoes Marie, Marie, shake it, shake it for me Come on, come on, let's go Lose your blues, everybody cut a full loose Cut a full loose We got to turn it around, and put your feet on the ground I'll take the whole of the floor I'm turning it loose, a full loose Get comfy Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me up from my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut a full loose A full loose Get comfy Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me up from 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 a full loose