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! 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