Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you 
And what it is that surprises me, is that I don't really want you too 
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) 
Over you're an explosion (your 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 
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 yeh 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 dynamite) 
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand 
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-ba-ba-bang-go! 

I bet 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! 

Oh there ain't no love no, Montagues or Capulets 
We just banging tunes in DJ sets and... 
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtyness! 

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 I bet you look good on the dancefloor 
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 
From 1984!