Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that suprises me, is that I don't really want you to And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor I don't know if your looking for romance or... I don't know what ya looking for Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!
I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because you're sending me to despair Without a sound yeah you're calling me, and I don't think it's very fair That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor I don't know if your looking for romance or... I don't know what yaou're looking for Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!
Oh there ain't no love no, Montagues or Capulets Just banging tunes 'n' DJ sets 'n' Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness!
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor I don't know if your looking for romance or... I don't know what yaou're looking for Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!