! (The Song Formerly Known As) - Regurgitator

I don’t go to parties baby

'Cause 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

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 our stereo

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

I don’t go to concerts baby

The music’s always up too loud

Cigarettes and alcohol get up my ass

I always lose you in the crowd

You won’t see me tribal raving baby

'Cause 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

«Thank you Mr. DJ.»