I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor

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 (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 And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh I bet that you look good on the dance floor I don't know if you're looking for romance or I don't know what you're 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 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 (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 And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh I bet that you look good on the dance floor I don't know if you're looking for romance or I don't know what you're 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 ain't 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 don't know if you're looking for romance or I don't know what you're 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 1984 --- I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys