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 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, 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

And oh there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets

Just banging tunes in D.J. 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