Arctic Monkeys 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 suprises me,
is that I don't really want you too
And your shoulders are frozen
(cold as the night)
Oh you're an explosion
(Your'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 bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
I wish you'd stop ignoring me,
because it's sending me to despair
Without a sound yet your calling me,
and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen
(cold as the night)
Oh your an explosion
(Your'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 bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
Oh there ain't no love no,
Montagues or Capulets...
We just banging tunes 'n'
DJ sets 'n'...
Dirty dancefloors,
and dreams of naughtiness
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
I said that I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
