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 [bad word] what the [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 
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, [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 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...