Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor Songtext
von Arctic Monkeys

Stop making the eyes at me
I′ll stop making my eyes at you
What it is that surprises me is
That I don't really want you to

And your shoulders are frozen (As 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

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 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
And lighting the fuse
Might result in a bang, b-b-bang-go

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 dancefloors 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