(intro) Stop making the eyes at me I’ll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that surprises me is that I don’t really want you too And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Over you’re an explosion (you’re dynamite) Your name isn’t Rio but I don’t 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 don’t know if your looking for romance or... I don’t know what ya looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dancefloor 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 you’re calling me and I don’t think it’s very fair That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Oh your an explosion (you’re dynamite) Your name isn’t Rio but I don’t 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 don’t know if your looking for romance or... I don’t know what ya looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!                          ??? Oh there int no love no Montague’s or Capulets just banging tunes in DJ sets and Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor I don’t know if your looking for romance or... I don’t know what ya looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!