! the song formerly known as I don't 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 don't know what it's all about You won't see me down the disco mama Bright lights really hurt my eyes I'd rather stay and dance with you To the funky music playing on your stereo Ooh ooh, things don't get no better Better than you and new Ooh ooh, things don't get no better Better than you and me I don't go to concerts baby Music's always up too loud Cigarettes and alcohol get up my arse I always lose you in the crowd You won't see me tribal raving baby Cos i won't ever look that good I'd rather dance in ugly pants in the comfort of a loungeroom in suburbia Ooh ooh, things don't get no better Better than you and me Ooh ooh, things don't get no better Better than you and me That's right Ooh ooh, things don't get no better Better than you and me Ooh ooh, things don't get no better Better than you and me That's right Better than you and me Better than you and me Thankyou mr. dj