क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryan Adams
Vocals
Bill Payne
Piano
Dave Taylor
Bass Guitar
Ed Shearmur
Keyboards
Keith Scott
Guitar
Larry Klein
Bass Guitar
Mickey Curry
Drums
Phil Nicholas
Keyboards
Tommy Mandel
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Adams
Songwriter
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Songwriter
Jim Vallance
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryan Adams
Producer
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Producer
Avril Mackintosh
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Ken Lomas
Additional Engineer
Nigel Green
Recording Engineer
Yan Memmi
Assistant Recording Engineer
गाने
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Uh
[Verse 2]
Well, there's gonna be a party gonna make some noise
Yeah, we're invitin' all the girls, invitin' all the boys
There'll be dancin' on the tables dancin' on the chairs, mmm, yeah
Yeah, there'll be dancin' in the parkin' lots
And up and down the stairs, alright
[Verse 3]
Come on
Close the windows lock the doors
Turn it up now pack the floors
Cops are on the outside landlord's on the phone
Quick turn out all the lights
Pretend there ain't nobody home
[Verse 4]
It's a house arrest, everybody run
I gotta plead guilty havin' too much fun
This is a house arrest, up against the wall
We can't stop rockin' justa havin' a ball, one and all
[Verse 5]
Hey, yeah
Ooh, yeah
[Verse 6]
Won't you come around to my place?
Don't you know it's overdue?
You gotta bring your little lady, wear your dancin' shoes, yeah, yeah
Come on
[Verse 7]
Get a yellow taxi, take a limousine
You gotta get there, it's gonna be a scene
It's too late, can't wait, get out while you can
It was fun while it lasted, let's do it all again
[Verse 8]
It's a house arrest, everybody run
I gotta plead guilty havin' too much fun
This is a house arrest, up against the wall
We can't stop rockin' justa havin' a ball
[Verse 9]
We bin wakin' up the neighbours
Bouncin' off the walls
Hangin' off the ceilings
We'll be dancin' in and out of the halls
[Verse 10]
This is a house arrest, everybody run
I gotta plead guilty havin' too much
Havin' too much fun
[Verse 11]
This is a house arrest, everybody move
I gotta plead guilty, gonna raise the roof
This is a house arrest, up against the wall
We can't stop rockin' justa havin' a ball, yeah
[Verse 12]
Ooh, this is a house arrest, yeah
I gotta plead guilty
Hey, yeah
Come on, come on
This is a house arrest
Yeah, yeah
Written by: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance, Robert John "Mutt" Lange