[Mood: Deep Male Vocalist, Synthpop, New Wave] [Instrumental Opening] [Verse 1] In the aisle where the treats do align, Looking for that mango, dried and fine. But alas, the shelf’s bare, not a slice in sight, Gotta find another snack to bite. [Pre-Chorus] Scanning the shelves, left to right, Hope flickers, but it's out of sight. Maybe there's another way, A new delight to save the day! [Chorus] Oh, dried fruit fancy, what's left for me? Apricots winking, pineapples carefree! A world of sweetness, tart yet bold, Every bite a story told. [Verse 2] Dried apricots take the stage, a sunny glow, Pineapples from a tropical show. Papayas and figs join the mix, Apples and cherries, for a fruity fix. [Pre-Chorus] Scanning the shelves, left to right, Hope flickers, but it's out of sight. Maybe there's another way, A new delight to save the day! [Chorus] Oh, dried fruit fancy, what's left for me? Apricots winking, pineapples carefree! A world of sweetness, tart yet bold, Every bite a story told. [Bridge] No mango? No worries, let’s twirl and taste, A fruity parade—don’t let it go to waste! Golden raisins, tangy plums, Every piece a beat of the drum. [Chorus] Oh, dried fruit fancy, what's left for me? Apricots winking, pineapples carefree! A world of sweetness, tart yet bold, Every bite a story told. [Outro] So grab a handful, take a bite, A sun-kissed treat, pure delight. What’s your fancy? What’s your pick? Find your fruit and make it stick! [End of Song]
