Reckless Album
Artist(s): Bryan Adams
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One Night Love Affair
length: 4:34
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Michael Sauvage, Bruce Lampcov and Mike Fraser
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Pat Steward
guitar: Keith Scott and Bryan Adams
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
percussion: Jim Vallance
lead vocals: Bryan Adams
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Michael Sauvage, Bruce Lampcov and Mike Fraser
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Pat Steward
guitar: Keith Scott and Bryan Adams
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
percussion: Jim Vallance
lead vocals: Bryan Adams
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
You're the silent type
And you caught my eye
But I never thought that I'd be touchin' you
How was I to know
I'd let my feelings go
And that I'd be yours before the night was through
One night love affair
Tryin' to make like we don't care
We were both reachin' out for somethin'
One night love affair
Pretendin' it ain't there
Oh, and now we're left with nothin'
When the mornin' breaks
We go our separate ways
If the night was made for love it ain't for keeps
But I lose control
As I watch you go
All my senses say I'm in this much too deep
Now you're out of reach
One night love affair
Tryin' to make like we don't care
We were both reachin' out for somethin'
One night love affair
Pretendin' we don't care
Oh, and now we're left with nothin'
One night love affair
Tryin' to make like we don't care
We were both reachin' out for somethin'
One night love affair
Sometimes life ain't fair
Oh, and now we're left with nothin'
And you caught my eye
But I never thought that I'd be touchin' you
How was I to know
I'd let my feelings go
And that I'd be yours before the night was through
One night love affair
Tryin' to make like we don't care
We were both reachin' out for somethin'
One night love affair
Pretendin' it ain't there
Oh, and now we're left with nothin'
When the mornin' breaks
We go our separate ways
If the night was made for love it ain't for keeps
But I lose control
As I watch you go
All my senses say I'm in this much too deep
Now you're out of reach
One night love affair
Tryin' to make like we don't care
We were both reachin' out for somethin'
One night love affair
Pretendin' we don't care
Oh, and now we're left with nothin'
One night love affair
Tryin' to make like we don't care
We were both reachin' out for somethin'
One night love affair
Sometimes life ain't fair
Oh, and now we're left with nothin'
She’s Only Happy When She’s Dancin’
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
background vocals: Bryan Adams, Keith Scott and Lou Gramm
handclaps: Bryan Adams, Keith Scott and Jody Perpick
assistant engineer: Michael Sauvage, Mike Fraser and Bruce Lampcov
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
guitar: Bryan Adams and Keith Scott
drums (drum set): Mickey Curry
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
Monday mornin' - it's time to get up
Two cups of coffee and she runs for the bus
Looks in the window and fixes her hair
Nobody notices and nobody cares
She admits it ain't no kinda life
Workin' 9 to 5 you know...
She's only happy when she's dancin'
There ain't no place she'd rather be
When she's dancin'
Just her heart and her soul and her fantasies
When Friday evenin' finally rolls around
She grabs a taxi and she heads uptown
Goes to a place they call "The Ball And Chain"
Nothin' matters until Monday so she goes insane
Well it's a bitch tryin' to make ends meet
But that's the way the story goes
She's only happy when she's dancin'
There ain't nothin' makes her feel so free
When she's dancin'
The girl's outrageous and it's plain to see
[Solo]
She ain't got much but she got independence
Ya - she's doin' alright
His eyes are on her as the evenin's endin'
But she ain't goin' for no mystery
Because nobody rides for free
She's only happy when she's dancin'
Dancin' - there ain't no place she'd rather be
When she's dancin'
Just her heart and her soul and her fantasies - dancin'
Two cups of coffee and she runs for the bus
Looks in the window and fixes her hair
Nobody notices and nobody cares
She admits it ain't no kinda life
Workin' 9 to 5 you know...
She's only happy when she's dancin'
There ain't no place she'd rather be
When she's dancin'
Just her heart and her soul and her fantasies
When Friday evenin' finally rolls around
She grabs a taxi and she heads uptown
Goes to a place they call "The Ball And Chain"
Nothin' matters until Monday so she goes insane
Well it's a bitch tryin' to make ends meet
But that's the way the story goes
She's only happy when she's dancin'
There ain't nothin' makes her feel so free
When she's dancin'
The girl's outrageous and it's plain to see
[Solo]
She ain't got much but she got independence
Ya - she's doin' alright
His eyes are on her as the evenin's endin'
But she ain't goin' for no mystery
Because nobody rides for free
She's only happy when she's dancin'
Dancin' - there ain't no place she'd rather be
When she's dancin'
Just her heart and her soul and her fantasies - dancin'
Run to You
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Bruce Lampcov, Michael Sauvage and Mike Fraser
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Mickey Curry
guitar: Keith Scott and Bryan Adams
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
percussion: Jim Vallance
lead vocals: Bryan Adams
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
She says her love for me could never die
But that'd change if she ever found out about you and I
Oh, but her love is cold
Wouldn't hurt her if she didn't know, 'cause
When it gets too much
I need to feel your touch
I'm gonna run to you
I'm gonna run to you
'Cause when the feeling's right I'm gonna run all night
I'm gonna run to you
She's got a heart of gold, she'd never let you down
But you're the one that always turns me on, you keep me comin' 'round
I know her love is true
But it's so damn easy makin' love to you
I got my mind made up
I need to feel your touch
I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
'Cause when the feeling's right I'm gonna stay all night
I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
Oh, when the feeling's right I'm gonna run all night
I'm gonna run to you
Oh, I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
'Cause when the feeling's right I'm gonna stay all night
I'm gonna run to you
Oh, I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, when the feeling's right I'm gonna stay all night
Oh, when the feeling's right now
Oh, yeah, when the feeling's right now
I'm gonna run to you
Oh, oh
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, now
Oh, I'm gonna run to you, run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
But that'd change if she ever found out about you and I
Oh, but her love is cold
Wouldn't hurt her if she didn't know, 'cause
When it gets too much
I need to feel your touch
I'm gonna run to you
I'm gonna run to you
'Cause when the feeling's right I'm gonna run all night
I'm gonna run to you
She's got a heart of gold, she'd never let you down
But you're the one that always turns me on, you keep me comin' 'round
I know her love is true
But it's so damn easy makin' love to you
I got my mind made up
I need to feel your touch
I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
'Cause when the feeling's right I'm gonna stay all night
I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
Oh, when the feeling's right I'm gonna run all night
I'm gonna run to you
Oh, I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
'Cause when the feeling's right I'm gonna stay all night
I'm gonna run to you
Oh, I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, when the feeling's right I'm gonna stay all night
Oh, when the feeling's right now
Oh, yeah, when the feeling's right now
I'm gonna run to you
Oh, oh
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
Yeah, now
Oh, I'm gonna run to you, run to you
Yeah, I'm gonna run to you
Heaven
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Mike Fraser, Bruce Lampcov and Michael Sauvage
associate producer: Jim Vallance
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Steve Smith
guitar: Keith Scott
keyboard: Rob Sabino
percussion: Bryan Adams
piano: Bryan Adams
lead vocals: Bryan Adams
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
Oh, thinkin' about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothin' can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me comin' back for more
[Chorus]
Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven
Oh, once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Bring you up when you're feelin' down
Yeah, nothin' could change what you mean to me
Oh, there's lots that I could say
But just hold me now
'Cause our love will light the way
[Chorus]
I've been waitin' for so long
For somethin' to arrive
For love to come along
Now our dreams are comin' true
Through the good times and the bad
Yeah, I'll be standin' there by you
[Chorus]
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothin' can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me comin' back for more
[Chorus]
Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven
Oh, once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Bring you up when you're feelin' down
Yeah, nothin' could change what you mean to me
Oh, there's lots that I could say
But just hold me now
'Cause our love will light the way
[Chorus]
I've been waitin' for so long
For somethin' to arrive
For love to come along
Now our dreams are comin' true
Through the good times and the bad
Yeah, I'll be standin' there by you
[Chorus]
Somebody
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Mike Fraser, Bruce Lampcov and Michael Sauvage
associate producer: Jim Vallance
background vocals: Keith Scott, Bryan Adams and John Eddie
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Mickey Curry
guitar: Bryan Adams and Keith Scott
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
percussion: Jim Vallance
lead vocals: Bryan Adams
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
I been lookin' for someone
Between the fire and the flame
We're all lookin' for somethin'
To ease the pain
Now who can you turn to
When it's all black and white
And the winners are losers
You see it every night
I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
Everybody needs somebody
When you're out on the front line
And you're watchin' them fall
It doesn't take long to realize
It ain't worth fightin' for
I thought I saw the Madonna
When you walked in the room
Well your eyes were like diamonds
And they cut right through, oh they cut right through
I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
We all need somebody
Another night another lesson learned
It's the distance keeps us sane
But when the silence leads to sorrow
We do it all again, all again
I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
We all need somebody
Between the fire and the flame
We're all lookin' for somethin'
To ease the pain
Now who can you turn to
When it's all black and white
And the winners are losers
You see it every night
I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
Everybody needs somebody
When you're out on the front line
And you're watchin' them fall
It doesn't take long to realize
It ain't worth fightin' for
I thought I saw the Madonna
When you walked in the room
Well your eyes were like diamonds
And they cut right through, oh they cut right through
I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
We all need somebody
Another night another lesson learned
It's the distance keeps us sane
But when the silence leads to sorrow
We do it all again, all again
I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
We all need somebody
Summer of ’69
producer: Bryan Adams and Bob Clearmountain
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Mike Fraser, Michael Sauvage and Bruce Lampcov
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Pat Steward
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
percussion: Jim Vallance
lead vocals: Bryan Adams
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
background vocals: Bryan Adams
guitar: Keith Scott and Bryan Adams
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it till my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69
Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit, Jody got married
Shoulda known, we'd never get far
Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yeah, I'd always want to be there
Those were the best days of my life
Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenings down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Oh yeah
Back in the summer of '69
Ohhh
Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever, forever, no
And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six-string
Think about you wonder what went wrong
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Oh yeah
Back in the summer of '69
Un-huh
It was the summer of '69, oh yeah
Me and my baby in '69, oh
It was the summer, the summer, summer of '69
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it till my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69
Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit, Jody got married
Shoulda known, we'd never get far
Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yeah, I'd always want to be there
Those were the best days of my life
Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenings down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Oh yeah
Back in the summer of '69
Ohhh
Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever, forever, no
And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six-string
Think about you wonder what went wrong
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Oh yeah
Back in the summer of '69
Un-huh
It was the summer of '69, oh yeah
Me and my baby in '69, oh
It was the summer, the summer, summer of '69
Kids Wanna Rock
producer: Bryan Adams and Bob Clearmountain
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Bruce Lampcov, Mike Fraser and Michael Sauvage
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
guitar: Bryan Adams and Keith Scott
drums (drum set): Pat Steward
background vocals: Gerry Berg, Keith Scott, Bob Clearmountain, Jody Perpick and Pat Steward
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
Turned on the radio
Sounded like a disco
Must of turned the dial for a couple of miles
But I couldn't find no rock n' roll
This computerized crap ain't gettin' me off
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
London to LA
Talk about the New Wave
For a couple of bucks ya get a weird haircut
And waste your life away
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Get me my DJ
I got somethin' he's gotta play
want to hear it I can't wait
So turn it up, turn it up
Kick down the barricades
Listen what the kids say
From time to time people change their minds
But the music is here to stay
I've seen it all from the bottom to the top
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Sounded like a disco
Must of turned the dial for a couple of miles
But I couldn't find no rock n' roll
This computerized crap ain't gettin' me off
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
London to LA
Talk about the New Wave
For a couple of bucks ya get a weird haircut
And waste your life away
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Get me my DJ
I got somethin' he's gotta play
want to hear it I can't wait
So turn it up, turn it up
Kick down the barricades
Listen what the kids say
From time to time people change their minds
But the music is here to stay
I've seen it all from the bottom to the top
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
Everywhere I go, the kids want to rock
It’s Only Love
producer: Bob Clearmountain and Bryan Adams
engineer: Roger Monk and Bob Clearmountain
assistant engineer: Michael Sauvage, Mike Fraser and Bruce Lampcov
associate producer: Jim Vallance
lead vocals: Tina Turner and Bryan Adams
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
drums (drum set): Mickey Curry
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
recording engineer: Bob Clearmountain
mixer: Bob Clearmountain
guitar: Keith Scott
piano & guitar: Bryan Adams
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
When the feelin' is ended
There ain't no use pretendin'
Don't ya worry it's only love
When your world has been shattered
Ain't nothin' else matters
It ain't over it's only love
And that's all ya
When your heart has been broken
Hard words have been spoken
It ain't easy but it's only love
And if your life ain't worth livin'
And you're ready to give in
Just remember that it's only love
You can live without the aggravation
Ya gotta wanna win ya gotta wanna win
You keep lookin' back in desperation
Over and over and over again
When your world is shattered
Ain't nothin' else matters
It ain't over it's only love
If your life ain't worth livin'
And you're ready to give in
Just remember that it's only love
Ya that's all
Ya it ain't easy baby
But it's only love and that's all
There ain't no use pretendin'
Don't ya worry it's only love
When your world has been shattered
Ain't nothin' else matters
It ain't over it's only love
And that's all ya
When your heart has been broken
Hard words have been spoken
It ain't easy but it's only love
And if your life ain't worth livin'
And you're ready to give in
Just remember that it's only love
You can live without the aggravation
Ya gotta wanna win ya gotta wanna win
You keep lookin' back in desperation
Over and over and over again
When your world is shattered
Ain't nothin' else matters
It ain't over it's only love
If your life ain't worth livin'
And you're ready to give in
Just remember that it's only love
Ya that's all
Ya it ain't easy baby
But it's only love and that's all
Long Gone
producer: Bryan Adams and Bob Clearmountain
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
harp: Bryan Adams
assistant engineer: Mike Fraser, Michael Sauvage and Bruce Lampcov
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
guitar: Keith Scott and Bryan Adams
drums (drum set): Mickey Curry
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
The telephone's bin ringin'
Ringin' off the wall
It's your Las Vegas lawyer
Another long distance call
He says you get the house and the car
And I get the clothes I got on
[Chorus]
Now she's gone
Long, long, long, long gone
Now I'm a happy boy
She's long, long, long, long gone
Operator get me Manhattan
Get my baby on the line
Sooner or later she's gotta realize
That all my feelin's were for real
But maybe she was leadin' me on
[Chorus]
She took the Frigidaire
She got my favorite chair
You could say she got the best of me
It's like a legal crime
But in a matter of time
She'll be back for the rest of me
Ringin' off the wall
It's your Las Vegas lawyer
Another long distance call
He says you get the house and the car
And I get the clothes I got on
[Chorus]
Now she's gone
Long, long, long, long gone
Now I'm a happy boy
She's long, long, long, long gone
Operator get me Manhattan
Get my baby on the line
Sooner or later she's gotta realize
That all my feelin's were for real
But maybe she was leadin' me on
[Chorus]
She took the Frigidaire
She got my favorite chair
You could say she got the best of me
It's like a legal crime
But in a matter of time
She'll be back for the rest of me
Ain’t Gonna Cry
producer: Bryan Adams and Bob Clearmountain
engineer: Bob Clearmountain
background vocals: Bryan Adams and Keith Scott
assistant engineer: Mike Fraser, Michael Sauvage and Bruce Lampcov
associate producer: Jim Vallance
bass guitar: Dave Taylor
keyboard: Tommy Mandel
guitar: Bryan Adams and Keith Scott
drums (drum set): Mickey Curry
writer: Bryan Adams, Jim Vallance
Well I hardly knew ya baby
And you were comin' on
Mama told me there'd be days like these
I shoulda known better maybe
Woulda seen right through ya
I needed you like a disease
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a mystery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history, history
You said you'd wait forever
But I know your type
The lights are on but no one's home
I changed my number maybe
You better change your mind
'Cause I'd rather spend the night alone
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a mystery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history, history
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a misery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history
I ain't your kinda guy
So forget about me
'Cause I ain't too shy to say what I'm thinkin' hit it
I got reckless baby
Put you in your place
Next time maybe re-arrange your face
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a misery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history
And you were comin' on
Mama told me there'd be days like these
I shoulda known better maybe
Woulda seen right through ya
I needed you like a disease
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a mystery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history, history
You said you'd wait forever
But I know your type
The lights are on but no one's home
I changed my number maybe
You better change your mind
'Cause I'd rather spend the night alone
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a mystery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history, history
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a misery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history
I ain't your kinda guy
So forget about me
'Cause I ain't too shy to say what I'm thinkin' hit it
I got reckless baby
Put you in your place
Next time maybe re-arrange your face
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're a misery
I ain't gonna cry over you
You're history