Eight ways to fall, eight ways to fly Underneath the glow of the Madras sky We’ve got the chemistry, we’ve got the spark Lighting up the stage and the AF park From the first "hello" to the grand design Fifty productions, now it’s time to shine It’s a curated mess, it’s a sweet surprise Look at the romance through Poochu’s eyes! (Pre-Chorus / The Build) (Bassline starts walking up the scale) (Fast claps: clap-clap, clap-clap-clap) (Filter sweep makes the sound get brighter and louder) Can you feel the rhythm? Can you feel the heat? Eight little stories making life so sweet Get ready to move, the count is on the line We’re hitting the floor in... THREE. TWO. ONE. HIT IT! (THE DROP) (Massive, explosive Nu-Disco beat) (Chunky, "pumping" bassline that makes your head move) (Bright, celebratory brass stabs) (Chorus) It’s a CRAZY! (Hey!) Cabinet of Love! Open up the doors, see what we’re dreaming of! It’s a CRAZY! (Whoa!) Cabinet of Love! The fiftieth time, and we’re fitting like a glove! (Super catchy synth-pop groove) Eight stories told, Eight hearts of gold! It’s the Crazy Cabinet... (Music stops for a tiny "ding!" sound) ...of Love! (Outro) (Heavy groove returns for a final dance-off) Poochu’s Fifty. Romance is in the room. (Final bright, shimmering chord)
