I don't go to parties' baby
Watch their lips you work it out
Coz people tend to freak me out
I can hear the words but I still don't know what it's all about I'd rather stay and dance with you
You wont see me down the disco, mama
Coz bright lights really hurt my eyes
To the funky music playing on you stereo Oooh, things don't get no better than, better than you and me
Oooh, things don't get no better than, better than you and me
I don't go to concerts baby,
The music sounds up to loud Cigarettes and alcohol get up my ass
I always lose you in the crowd Coz I wont ever look that good
You won't see me tribal raving baby
I'd rather dance in ugly pants
In the comfort of a lounge room in suburbia CHORUS x2 That's right!
CHORUS x2 That's right!
Better than you and me Better than you and me (thankyou Mr. DJ!).
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