Intro F#5
C#5 B5 A5 F#5 ( x 4 )
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 sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!
Chorus
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
Well 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 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!
Chorus
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don’t know if your 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 electro-pop like a robot from 1984 … from 1984!
Oh there ain’t no love no, Montagues or Capulets
Just banging tunes ‘n’ DJ sets ‘n'
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness!
Chorus
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don’t know if your 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 electro-pop like a robot from 1984 … from 1984!
