 (K. Buchanan, M. Buena, H. Range, Xenomania)
Stop making the eyes at me
I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that suprises 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 sound-alikes
And 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 you're looking for romance or
I don't know what you're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electropop
Like a robot from 1984
From 1984
I wish you'd stop ignoring me
Cause you're sending me to despair
Without a sound 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 sound-alike
And the fuse might result
In a bang, bang, 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
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electropop
Like a robot from 1984
From 1984
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 or Capulets
Just banging tunes and DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors
And dreams of naughtiness
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 electropop
Like a robot from 1984
From 1984
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