text: Stop making the eyes at me
  Ill stop making the eyes at you
  What it is that surprises me
  Is that I dont really want you to
  And your shoulders are frozen 
  Oh, but youre an explosion 
  Your name isnt Rio, but I dont care for sand
  And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh
  I bet that you look good on the dance floor
  I dont know if youre looking for romance or
  I dont know what youre looking for
  I said, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
  Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
  Well, from 1984
  I wish youd stop ignoring me
  Because youre sending me to dеspair
  Without a sound, yeah, youre calling me
  And I dont think its vеry fair
  That your shoulders are frozen 
  Oh, but youre an explosion 
  Your name isnt Rio, but I dont care for sand
  And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh
  I bet that you look good on the dance floor
  I dont know if youre looking for romance or
  I dont know what youre looking for
  I said, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
  Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
  Well, from 1984
  Oh, there aint no love, no Montagues or Capulets
  Just banging tunes and DJ sets and
  Dirty dance floors and dreams of naughtiness!
  Well, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
  I dont know if youre looking for romance or
  I dont know what youre looking for
  I said, I bet that you look good on the dance floor
  Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
  Said, from