♀ paracaidas

♪ 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
Over you're an explosion, you’re dynamite

I bet that you 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 you 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

Oh there is no love no, Montague’s or Capulets
Just banging tunes in DJ sets and♪