Lyrics:

Stop making the eyes at me, Ill stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that suprises 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I dont know if your looking for romance or...
I dont 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 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I dont know if your looking for romance or...
I dont know what yaoure 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 aint 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 dont know if your looking for romance or...
I dont know what yaoure looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!