Lyrics

Here we go again We can't let it die It has to survive, y'all, you need to come out Support what's left of it House Remember the days Remember what we used to do, getting ready Listening to the radio from your favorite house DJs You thought you might wanna stay home, but all of a sudden That record came on and you was like, "Dang, there's my record" Then they played the next record, then another record Then all of a sudden, you start looking at your watch, it's about 1 o'clock in the morning You told your girlfriend that you was gonna stay home Then you'll suddenly change your mind Remember them days? She got real mad at you Remember those? You went outside All of a sudden, you wanna go out to Seattle, New York City You mighta heard somebody like Ruben Toro on the radio You mighta heard somebody like DJ-D or Franck Rogers You're back in New York on a Saturday night Ruben Toro once again Timmy Regisford, shout once again All of a sudden, you got this vibe Now you wanna go home, get your clothes right Get your T-shirt, your sneakers, your powder You're going to the show You're raising your hands soon as you get to the door Begging to get in, "Come on, come on Freddie, come on" Everybody's pushing and shoving You're jumping ahead of the next person to the next But you can hear that music upstairs All of a sudden, you don't care any more People screaming and shouting, your favorite record is on again "There's my record again" Again and again, again and again Now you get upstairs, sweaty, dark Hugs and kisses from your ladies Your lady friends, your fellow homeboys You're waving at Titty Now you're 'bout to turn deaf for the soundsystem Slinging back in Paris You see Franck Rogers on the set All of a sudden, you hear this jazzy track Remember that? Remember just walking into a club and you just say, "Hey"