I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor - Baby Charles

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

Now your shoulders are frozen

You’re an explosion

Your name isn’t Rio, but I don’t care for sand

The lights and 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 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 dancefloor

Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

From 1984