! the song formerly known as
I dont go to parties baby
Cos people tend to freak me out
Watch their lips you can work it out
I can hear the words but I still dont know what its all about

You wont see me down the disco mama
Bright lights really hurt my eyes
Id rather stay and dance with you
To the funky music playing on your stereo

Ooh ooh, things dont get no better
Better than you and new
Ooh ooh, things dont get no better
Better than you and me

I dont go to concerts baby
Musics always up too loud
Cigarettes and alcohol get up my arse
I always lose you in the crowd

You wont see me tribal raving baby
Cos I wont ever look that good
Id rather dance in ugly pants in the comfort of a loungeroom in suburbia

Ooh ooh, things dont get no better
Better than you and me
Ooh ooh, things dont get no better
Better than you and me

Thats right

Ooh ooh, things dont get no better
Better than you and me
Ooh ooh, things dont get no better
Better than you and me

Thats right

Better than you and me
Better than you and me

Thankyou mr. dj