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 to And 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 go!     I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor I don’t know if you’re looking for romance or I don’t know what you’re looking for Well I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 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 (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 Lighting the fuse might result in a bang b-b-bang go!     I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor I don’t know if you’re looking for romance or I don’t know what you’re looking for Well I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!     I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor I don’t know if you’re looking for romance or I don’t know what you’re looking for Well I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson évoque avec ironie l'attirance et la tension entre deux personnes qui se lancent des regards langoureux, tout en restant distant l'un de l'autre. L'un des protagonistes se demande ce que l'autre recherche dans cette interaction, entre flirt et indifférence, et imagine à quel point l'autre doit être captivant sur la piste de danse, évoquant une ambiance électro-pop nostalgique des années 80. Le tout se déroule dans un contexte festif où la danse devient le terrain de jeu pour des émotions contradictoires, mêlant désir et ignorance. C’est une rencontre pleine d’énergie où les mouvements et la musique viennent donner vie à cette attirance insatisfaite.