Lyrics:

Stop making the eyes at me
Ill stop making the eyes at you
What it is that surprises me
Is that I dont really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh, but youre an explosion (youre dynamite)
Your name isnt Rio, but I dont care for sand
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I dont know if youre looking for romance or
I dont know what youre looking for
I said, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Well, from 1984
I wish youd stop ignoring me
Because youre sending me to despair
Without a sound, yeah, youre calling me
And I dont think its very fair
That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh, but youre an explosion (youre dynamite)
Your name isnt Rio, but I dont care for sand
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I dont know if youre looking for romance or
I dont know what youre looking for
I said, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Well, from 1984
Oh, there aint no love, no Montagues or Capulets
Just banging tunes and DJ sets and
Dirty dance floors and dreams of naughtiness
Well, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I dont know if youre looking for romance or
I dont know what youre looking for
I said, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Said, from 1984