I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor

Stop making the eyes at me

I'll stop making the eyes at you

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-oh

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 you're 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-oh

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 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

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