Lyrics: ! (the Song Formerly Known As)

I don't go to parties baby
Coz people tend to freak me out
Watch their lips to work it out
I can hear the words but I still don't know
What it's all about

Won't see me down the disco mama
Coz bright lights really hurt my eyes
I'd rather stay and dance with you
To the funky music playing on our stereo

Oooh
Things don't get no better
Better than you and me
Oooh
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, yeah

You won't see me tribal raving baby
Coz I won't ever look that good
I'd rather dance in ugly pants
In the comfort of a lounge room in suburbia

Oooh
Things don't get no better
Better than you and me
Oooh
Things don't get no better
Better than you and me

That's right
Oooh
Things don't get no better
Better than you and me
Oooh
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 mister DJ