I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper ha into this thing the deeper I go the more knowledge I know what to sing what to bring wha...
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper into the vibe wha... ha
chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself checkin it out I’m not dancin' no more but why? why? why? wha...
how on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones the one, the one that say they know what is what but they don't know what is what they just strut what the fuck? what?
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper into this thing and I pretend that they're not there I just stare up in the booth at the dread man spinnin' the song spinnin' it strong playing things like weekend of house began... that’s my shit! what? whoooo...
I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper when people start to disappear and it's about six o'clock whoooo I'm feelin' hot take off my sweater and my pants and I start to dance and all the sweat just goes down my face and I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place I get deep, oh I get deep what? whoo!
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep he takes all the bass out of the song and all you hear is highs and its like oh, shit! ahh I get deeper
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep and the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol and I get drunk and I oh all over the place And I catch myself right on time right on line with the beat and its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
I get deeper... I get deep... I get deep...
if the house music was air and Doctor Love would be my song And I would only take deep breaths and fill my lungs with the rhythm, with the bass I get deep, I get deep...