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
Oh, but you're an explosion
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, 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
Oh, but you're an explosion
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, 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, from 1984
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
Oh, but you're an explosion
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, 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
Oh, but you're an explosion
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, 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, from 1984
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Writer(s): Jonah Hiddaoui
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