Stop making the eyes at me,
I'll stop making the eyes at you 
What it is that suprises me, 
is that I don't really want you too 

And your shoulders are frozen 
(cold as the night) 
Oh you're an explosion 
(Your're dynamite) 
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand 
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, 
with a bang-go! 

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor 
I don't know if your looking for romance or... 
I don't know what ya looking for 
I said that 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 yet your calling me, 
and I don't think it's very fair 

That your shoulders are frozen 
(cold as the night) 
Oh your an explosion 
(Your're dynamite) 
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand, 
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, 
with a bang-go! 

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor 
I don't know if your looking for romance or... 
I don't know what ya looking for 
I said that 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 and Capulets... 
We just banging tunes 'n' 
DJ sets 'n'... 
Dirty dancefloors, 
and dreams of naughtiness

Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor 
I don't know if your looking for romance or... 
I don't know what ya looking for
I said that I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 
From 1984!