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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 oohthings don't get no better

Better than you and new

Ooh oohthings 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 oohthings don't get no better

Better than you and me

Ooh oohthings don't get no better

Better than you and me



That's right



Ooh oohthings don't get no better

Better than you and me

Ooh oohthings 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