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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 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 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 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 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, 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