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 آپ to
And your shoulders are frozen, cold as the night
Over 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

I bet that آپ 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 bet that آپ look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

I wish you'd stop ignoring me,
because you're sending me to despair
Without a sound you're calling me,
and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen, cold as the night
Oh 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

Oh there int no love no, Montague's یا Capulets
just banging tunes in DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness

Up rolled the riot van
And sparked excitement in the boys
But the policemen look annoyed
Perhaps these are ones they should avoid

They got a chase last night from men with truncheon's dressed in hats
They didn't do that much wrong, still ran away though for the
laugh

"Please just stop talking
Because they won't find us if آپ do
Oh those silly boys in blue
Well they won't catch me and you"

"Have آپ been drinking son,
آپ don't look old enough to me"
"I'm sorry officer is there a certain age you're supposed to be?...
nobody told me"

Up rolled the riot van
And these lads just wind the coppers up
Ask why they don't catch proper crooks
Get their address and their name's took
But they couldn't care less

He got thrown in the riot van
And all the coppers kicked him in
And there was no way he could win
Just had to take it on the chin

In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling,
That it was a دل that he was stealing,
Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement,
The eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away,
I bet the juliet was just the icing on the cake,
Make no mistake no,

And even if somehow we could have shown آپ the place آپ wanted,

Well I'm sure آپ could have made it that bit better on your own,
And I bet she told a million people that she'd stay in touch,
Well all the little promises they dont mean much,
When theres memories to be made,
And I hope you're holding hands سے طرف کی new years eve,
They made it far too easy to believe,
That true romance cant be acheived these days,

And even if somebody could have shown آپ the place آپ wanted,
Well I sure آپ could have made it that bit better on your own,
آپ are the only ones who know

It's ever so funny, I don't think you're special I don't think you're cool
You're just probably alreyt, but under these lights آپ look beautiful
But I'm struggling, I can't see through your fake tan
And آپ know it for a fact that everybody's eating out of your hands

What do آپ know?
آپ know nothing
But I'll still take آپ home

Fancy seeing آپ in here, you're all tarted up and آپ don't look the same
I haven't seen آپ since last سال and surprisingly آپ have forgot my name
But آپ know it and آپ knew it all along
Oh آپ say آپ have forgotten, but you're fibbing go on tell me I'm wrong

I fancy آپ with a passion, you're a Topshop princess, a rockstar too
You're a fad you're a fashion and I'm having a job trying to talk to you
But it's alright, put it all on one-side,
everybody's looking, you've got control of everyone's eyes
Including mine

One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak

And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?
I'm talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can't deliver it
...Properly, oh it's all getting on سب, سب سے اوپر of me
And if it weren't this dark you'd see how red my face has gone

Everybody's trying to crack the jokes and that to make آپ smile
Those that claim that they're not دکھانا off are drowning in denial
They're not half as bad as me say anything and I'll agree
When it comes to acting up, I'm sure I could write the book

And now that you're مزید than a part in the play
It's slightly easier to think what to say
آپ had us all, standing on our heads
Doing our best tricks

Never again, will there be another one that's as desirable as you