I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor

Throw on a pair of heels and your little black dress.
Suit up and shine your shoes, but don't forget your matching tie.

"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 (as cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion (You're dynamite)"
- Arctic Monkeys

We're going out tonight.