Lyrics
Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that suprises me, is that I don't really want you too And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Over you're an explosion (but your dynamite) Your name isn't
t I don't care for sand Lighting the fuse m
ult in a bang, with a bang-go!
that you look good on the dancefloor I don't know if your looking for romance or... I don't know
looking for Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 From 1
