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!