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Arctic Monkeys Lyrics


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

And 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-oh

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 you're 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-oh

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 dance floors 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

Overall Meaning

Arctic Monkeys' song "I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor" appears to detail the singer's fascination with a particular person's physical appearance and their potential as a dancer. The opening stanza sets the tone for this fascination, with the singer expressing a willingness to stop making suggestive eye contact with the person, but also acknowledging that they don't actually want to stop. The lyrics continue with a description of the person's frozen yet explosive demeanor and their disregard for things like sand and the danger of lighting a fuse before transitioning into the chorus, where the title phrase is delivered along with the suggestion that the person in question might look like a "robot" from 1984 while dancing to "electro-pop" music.


As the song progresses, the singer becomes increasingly desperate for the person's attention, wishing they would stop ignoring them and lamenting the seeming unfairness of the situation. The chorus repeats twice more, with the singer emphasizing that they can only bet on what the person looks like on the dancefloor and that the club setting seems to preclude things like love or any sort of deep connection. The song ends with a final chorus, reiterating the singer's fascination with the person on the dancefloor and the absence of anything more profound going on around them.


Line by Line Meaning

Stop making the eyes at me
Please stop trying to flirt with me


I'll stop making the eyes at you
I will stop flirting back with you


What it is that surprises me
I am surprised by something


Is that I don't really want you to
I am not actually interested in you


And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
You seem distant and cold


Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
But you have an exciting energy


Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Your name doesn't matter to me


And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang-oh
But getting to know you could lead to an exciting experience


I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I am confident that you would look attractive while dancing


I don't know if you're looking for romance or
I am unsure of what you want out of this encounter


I don't know what you're looking for
I am unsure of what you want out of this encounter


Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
I imagine you dancing like a robot to electronic music from the past


I wish you'd stop ignoring me
I would appreciate if you stopped ignoring me


Because you're sending me to despair
Your behavior is making me feel hopeless


Without a sound, yeah, you're calling me
Even without saying anything, you are attracting my attention


And I don't think it's very fair
But I don't think your behavior is fair to me


Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets
This is not a romantic story like Romeo and Juliet


Just banging tunes and DJ sets and
This is just about music and dancing


Dirty dance floors and dreams of naughtiness
Dancing on dirty floors and experiencing some risque behavior


Said, from 1984
Again, referencing the electronic music trends of the past




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Alexander David Turner

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@appel9001

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

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



@onebellmoon

Stop making the eyes at me 
I'll stop making the eyes at you 
What it is that surprises me
is that I don't really you to 
And your shoulders are frozen 
(as cold as the night) 
Oh, but you're an explosion but you're dynamite
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lightning the fuse might in a bang with a bang-go

I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or what
Don't know what you're looking for 
Well I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
from 1984 

I wish you'd stop
ignoring me because you're sending me to despair
Without a sound yeh you're calling me
and I don't think it's very fair 
That 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a 
bang with a bang-go

I said I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or what
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 
From 1984

Oh there ain't no love no 
Montagues and Capulets 
We just banging tunes 'n' DJ sets 'n' 
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtyness



@cj5857

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 you to
And 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if your 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
From 1984!

I wish you'd stop ignoring me
Because you're 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
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if your 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
From 1984!

Oh there ain't no love no, Montagues or Capulets
Just banging tunes 'n' DJ sets 'n'
Dirty dance floors and dreams of naughtiness!

Well I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if your 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
From 1984!



@薔薇薫麻美

"I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor"

[Verse]
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

[Chorus:]
I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
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!

[Verse]
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 (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 with a bang-go

[Chorus]

Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets
Are just banging tunes and DJ sets and...
Dirty dance floors, and dreams of naughtiness!

Well



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@user-we7vf6di7u

actually forgot arctic monkeys sounded like this

@aineconway6750

Used to*

@simonwiechert7490

@@aineconway6750 used to sound*

@fabiorodrigues3x

They was much better at this time

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