

(play the voice memo)
Sticky floor at 1:14
Someone's staring at the screen
Watching the door like it owes them gold
In the deep house haze,
the story unfolds
Can you feel the heat rise?
Underneath the dark skies
Lose your mind in the room
Dancing through the heavy gloom Yeah,
we own the floor
We don't watch the door
(ooh, yeah)
Feet glued to the timber floor
Still no sign at the door
But the bassline knows your name
In this golden club-land game
Lose your mind in the room Dancing through the heavy gloom Yeah,
we own the floor
We don't watch the door
(let's go)
Watching the door... In the haze...