I Bet That You Look Good On The Dance Floor

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 good on the dancefloor, I don't know if you're looking for romance or I don't know what you're 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 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 good on the dancefloor, I don't know if you're looking for romance or I don't know what you're 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 ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets Are just banging tunes and DJ sets and... Dirty dancefloors, and dreams of naughtiness! I bet that you look good on the dancefloor, I don't know if you're looking for romance or I don't know what you're looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1984!