Stop makin’ the eyes at me
I’ll stop makin’ the eyes at you
What it is that surprises me
Is that I don’t really want you to
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, b-b-bang, oh
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don’t know if you’re lookin’ for romance or
I don’t know what you’re lookin’ for
I said, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancin’ to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Well, from 1984
I wish you’d stop ignorin’ me
Because it’s 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
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang, oh
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don’t know if you’re lookin’ for romance or
I don’t know what you’re lookin’ for
I said, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancin’ to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Well, from 1984
Oh, there in’t no love, no
Montagues or Capulets
Just banging tunes and DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness
Well, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don’t know if you’re lookin’ for romance or
I don’t know what you’re lookin’ for
I said, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancin’ to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Said, from 1984
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