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[Intro – groovy bassline, playful xylophone riff, casual spoken word] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – laid-back funk guitar, soft kick drum, Chris's smooth conversational rap] It's a Tuesday night, the lights are low Nora's mixing punch, the baby bump's on show Laura's texting venues, George's fixing chairs Said "keep it chill" but we all know that's a dare I'm Chris Curtis, Jersey born, Drexel grad with a plan Whiskey on ice, sci-fi book in my hand Then Nora sighs, says "don't you dare go wild" But my alter ego's grinning, C-Licious is on trial [Pre-Chorus – building synth hum, subtle claps, rising energy] The doorbell rings, the room goes still Laura's got a confetti cannon, says "let's make a thrill" George adjusts his glasses, says "fire code says no" But Laura fires it off, now the couch is covered in snow [Chorus 1 – upbeat dance-pop, bright synths, catchy melody, group backing vocals] C-Licious in the house, let's turn it up to eleven Nora's rolling eyes, but she's secretly in heaven Laura's leading chants, George's math's all wrong This birthday party's turning into a bong Wait no, a bop, a blast, a cosmic delight We're breaking rules, but we're doing it right Baby's coming soon, but tonight we're free C-Licious and the crew, living wild and fancy-free [Verse 2 – faster tempo, snappier percussion, Chris's more energetic rap] A neighbor knocks, says "you're making too much noise" Laura yells "it's a celebrity event, give us some poise" He stares at me, says "are you that guy from the screen?" I strike a pose, say "C-Licious, king of the scene" George pipes up, says "statistically, he's 0.01% likely to be famous" Laura shoves him, says "shut up, you're ruining the fam-ous Vibe we've got going, the confetti, the glow" Nora hands me a snack, says "please don't make this a show" [Pre-Chorus 2 – thicker synth layers, heavier claps, higher energy] A pizza delivery guy walks in, looks confused Laura says "security, escort the intruder, he's amused" George says "actually, we ordered pepperoni, this is mushroom" I grab the pie, say "it's a royal feast, let's make it bloom" [Chorus 2 – more intense dance-pop, layered vocals, bigger drums] C-Licious in the house, let's blow the roof off the place Nora's counting breaths, keeping the chaos in space Laura's got a smoke machine, George's calculating the haze This birthday party's stuck in a maze But we're laughing loud, we're living the dream Baby's on the way, but tonight we're extreme C-Licious and the crew, we don't play by the rules We're making memories, breaking all the tools [Bridge – atmospheric pads, sparse drums, dramatic spoken word from Chris, then building tension] I look at Nora, her smile's a little tired I grab her hand, say "baby, I'm inspired To make this night one we'll never forget Even if George's plans are a total regret" George says "I've designed a confetti cannon that's NASA-approved" Laura yells "fire it off, let's get this groove Going to the moon, to the stars, to the sky" Nora says "if that thing breaks, you're paying the pie... Wait, the repair bill, you idiot" [Build-up – rising synth lead, pounding kick drum, gospel backing vocals humming, increasing intensity] (Instrumental Solo) [Drop – epic pop-rock/electro, massive guitar riff, thunderous drums, full gospel choir, over-the-top energy] C-LICIOUS! WE'RE BREAKING THE MOLD! NORA'S HOLDING IT DOWN, WE'RE OUT OF CONTROL! LAURA'S LEADING THE CHANT, GEORGE'S MATH IS ALL WRONG! THIS BIRTHDAY PARTY'S A COSMIC SONG! BABY'S COMING SOON, BUT TONIGHT WE'RE FREE! C-LICIOUS AND THE CREW, ETERNALLY! WE'RE LIVING WILD, WE'RE LIVING PROUD! WE'RE GONNA MAKE THIS NIGHT LOUD, LOUD, LOUD! [Chorus 3 – full epic pop-rock/electro, gospel choir, maximum intensity, triumphant lyrics] C-Licious in the house, we've conquered the night Nora's glowing bright, the baby's gonna be alright Laura's got a crown, George's got a confetti crown too This birthday party's a dream come true We're laughing hard, we're loving the ride Baby's on the way, but we're taking it wide C-Licious and the crew, we're legends in the making Tonight we're alive, no more faking [Outro – fading synths, soft guitar strum, Chris's gentle spoken word, Nora's quiet laugh] Nora leans in, says "you're an idiot" I kiss her cheek, say "but I'm your idiot" Laura yawns, says "let's clean this mess" George says "I've got a spreadsheet for that, I guess" Baby kicks, we all smile, the night's coming to an end C-Licious and the crew, our story's just beginning, friend