Stop making the eyes at me; and I?ll stop making the eyes at you
What it is that surprises me, is that I don't really want you to
When 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
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, ba-ba bang go
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you?re looking for romance or what
I don't know what you?re looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dance floor
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
But 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
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, ba-ba bang go
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you?re looking for romance or what
I don't know what you?re looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984, from 1984
Oh there ain't no love
No Montagues or Capulets
We're just banging tunes and DJ sets and
Dirty dance floors and dreams of naughtiness
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comWell I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you?re looking for romance or what
I don't know what you?re looking for
I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984, from 1984