Intro: F#5 (F#5 C#5 A5 B5 F#5 C#5 A5 F#5)
(F#5 C#5 A5 B5 F#5 C#5 A5 F#5)
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 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, go!
F#5 A5
I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor
B5
I don't know if you're looking for romance or
F#5
I don't know what you're looking for
A5
Well, I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor
B5 C#5
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
(F#5 C#5 A5 B5 F#5 C#5 A5 F#5)
I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because it's 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang, go!
F#5 A5
I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor
B5
I don't know if you're looking for romance or
F#5
I don't know what you're looking for
A5
Well, I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor
B5 C#5
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
(F#5 C#5 A5 B5 F#5 C#5 A5 F#5)
Oh there int no love no, Montague's or Capulets
just banging tunes in DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness
F#5 A5
I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor
B5
I don't know if you're looking for romance or
F#5
I don't know what you're looking for
A5
Well, I bet that you look so good on the dancefloor
B5 C#5
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
F#5
From 1984!
