Queen of the Dark x Cruella's Closet (Mashup)

[singer A] Two-tone hair and a heart of ice She doesn't ask, she doesn't ask twice Wrapped in silk and a cloud of smoke Her wicked laugh is a heavy choke She walks the floor like she owns the night A sharp silhouette in the pale moonlight Cruella, Cruella, the queen of the dark With a frozen smile and a deadly spark Step out of her way, let her have her thrill She’s a beautiful nightmare, Cruella de Vil! [transition] [singer B] I walked into the room in leopard skin and shades Talking 'bout Milan before I'd even said my name A magazine under one arm, espresso in my hand I looked you up and down and said: "Darling... that shirt is banned." I speak in Gucci, dream in Prada Live somewhere between Paris and Nevada The whole room stalled when I hit the street Like Fashion Week marching to my own drumbeat I'm not just a hot blonde poison I'm a beautiful disease I'll spend my last dime on a pair of Italian jeans Everybody calls me Cruella And maybe that's because I fell in love with fashion And never came back from it Cruella! Cruella! Queen of the catwalk jungle tonight [transition] [singer A] Velvet gloves and a crimson stare A chilling breeze in the midnight air No room for mercy, no room for grace She leaves a shadow across the place Her footsteps echo, a warning sound The grandest villain in the whole playground Cruella, Cruella, the queen of the dark With a frozen smile and a deadly spark Step out of her way, let her have her thrill She’s a beautiful nightmare, Cruella de Vil! [melodic interlude] [singer B] I'm not just a hot blonde poison I'm a beautiful disease I'll trade a month of groceries for designer accessories Everybody calls me Cruella And I wear the name with pride A little bit of madness And a limousine-sized smile Cruella! Cruella! Everything's wrong but I wear it right Cruella... Cruella... Cruella...