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Stop making the eyes at me
And 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
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! 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
Well from 1984!
Oh there ain’t no love no, Montagues or Capulets
Just banging tunes in DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness
I wanna 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
Said from 1984!
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