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 wewe 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 wewe 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 wewe 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 upendo no, Montague's au 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 wewe do
Oh those silly boys in blue
Well they won't catch me and you"

"Have wewe been drinking son,
wewe 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 moyo 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 wewe the place wewe wanted,

Well I'm sure wewe 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 kwa 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 wewe the place wewe wanted,
Well I sure wewe could have made it that bit better on your own,
wewe are the only ones who know