Devil in the Details
Miranda

[Verse 1]
[sung]
Oh Andy, dear Andy, we've got so much to fix (oh-oh-oh)
From those drab little shoes to your mismatched sticks (tsk, tsk, tsk)
I see polyester, and oh, it's quite the crime (shame, shame, shame)
No more plebian fashion, darling, it’s time to climb! (climb, climb, climb)
Chanel, Dior, Valentino, by the rack (oh, oh, oh)
Your closet's a dungeon, it’s high time to step back (no, no, no)
Loubs, McQueen, the crème de la crème (yes, yes, yes)
It’s a style transformation, I won’t say it again (oh, yes!)
You’ll be the belle of the ball, not the girl from the hall (finally)
In the fashion jungle, it's conquer or fall (fall, fall, fall)

[Spoken Word]
Darling, what have you been doing? Raiding the clearance bin at the local thrift store?
This is Runway, not the bargain basement!

[Chorus]
[sung]
The devil’s in the details, can you hear the call? (oh-oh-oh)
With a Prada twist, you’ll rise above them all (yes, yes, yes)
From frumpy to fabulous, we remake you whole (whole)
The devil’s in the details, let’s fashion your soul!

[Verse 2]
[sung]
Andy, you walked in with humble grace (grace, grace, grace)
But it takes more, much more to win this race (race, race, race)
That sweater? It’s not just blue, it's cerulean (ah-ha-ha)
And your attitude, my dear, far too egalitarian (tsk, tsk, tsk)
We need ruthless and fierce, a high-fashion vision (yes, yes, yes)
Designer minds with a cut-throat precision (cut, cut, cut)
Your hair needs volume, your cheeks, a blush (blush, blush, blush)
Off with the old, we’ll give you a new rush (rush, rush, rush)
From frizz to fierce, from drab to divine (divine, divine)
We’ll mold you into the jewel of this line (jewel of the line)

[Spoken Word]
By all means, move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.
But honestly, are you deliberately trying to sabotage my sanity?

[Chorus]
[sung]
The devil’s in the details, can you hear the call? (oh-oh-oh)
With a Prada twist, you’ll rise above them all (yes, yes, yes)
From frumpy to fabulous, we remake you whole (whole)
The devil’s in the details, let’s fashion your soul!

[Bridge]
[sung]
(Mirror, mirror) on the wall
(Prada, Gucci) standing tall
(Hate the game) not the players
(Love yourself) forget naysayers
(Elevate) your own brand
(Leave behind) the wasteland

[Verse 3]
[sung]
Andy, in my office, take a chair (take a chair)
We’ll begin with the basics, it’s only fair (it’s fair, it’s fair)
This job’s about precision, persuasion, power (power, power)
Leap to the top, seize the final hour (hour, hour)
Tambourine music won’t help you here (no way)
You must exude style, shed every fear (no fear, no fear)
Your past is past, now walk the line (walk the line)
Serve the devil [spoken word: which is me] and you’ll do just fine (just fine)
Fashion’s not frivolous, it’s your ticket to the gold (the gold)
Stand tall, breathe deep, and be ever bold (so bold)

[Spoken Word]
Go ahead, be daring. The details, my dear. They are everything.
Not just in fashion, but in life! And you, Andy, you’re about to learn that the hard way.

[Chorus]
[sung]
The devil’s in the details, can you hear the call? (oh-oh-oh)
With a Prada twist, you’ll rise above them all (yes, yes, yes)
From frumpy to fabulous, we remake you whole (whole)
The devil’s in the details, let’s fashion your soul!

[outro]
[sung]
(passion, precision, and a bit of grit)
(fashion’s not just clothes, it’s life, admit)
(step into the spotlight, take a stance)
(in the devil’s detail, find your chance)

[Spoken Word]
Welcome to the elite, Andy.
You’ve just received your initiation into the chicest circle there is.
The devil indeed wears Prada, and now, so do you.

[sung]
The devil’s in the details, let’s fashion your soul!