7.House Arrest
Written：Bryan Adams／R.J.Lange／Jim Vallance
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,
Ya, there'll be dancin' in the parkin' lots and up and down the
stairs.
Alright.
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's no one home.
CHORUS：
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.
Won't you come around to my place, don't cha know it's overdue？
You gotta bring your little lady, wear your dancin' shoes.
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.
CHORUS
We been wakin' up the neighbours,
Bouncin' off the walls,
Hangin' off the ceilings,
We'll be dancin' in and out of the hall.
This is a house arrest, everybody run,
Gotta plead guilty havin' too much fun.
This is a house arrest ...!
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