I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor

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

I 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 (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

I 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

Just banging tunes and DJ sets and

Dirty dancefloors 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

I 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

Said, from 1984