Verse]
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 (as cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion but 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 said I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
Don't know what you're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
from 1984!


Verse]
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 (as 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]

Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets
Are just banging tunes and DJ sets and...
Dirty dance floors, and dreams of naughtiness!

Well,


Chorus]



Thanks to matt thorne (mattthorne12@hotmail.co.uk) for these lyrics]

Thanks to kerry.gregory1@ntlworld.com, shantiandalfie@hotmail.com, kay-shurky@hotmail.co.uk, myblisteredheart@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics]