Stop making the eyes at me,
I'll stop making my eyes at you.
What it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (as 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-go
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
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
Well, from 1984!
I wish you'd stop ignoring 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 (as 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 with a bang-go
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
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
Well, from 1984!
Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets
Are 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 don't know if you're looking for romance or...
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
Well, from 1984!
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