Party of the First Part

Who are you? My card, pretty lady Devil may-care music production, Beelzebub, Scratch, President I like your style! Too bad you're not a singer Oh, but I am, I am a singer! Hmm, no fooling No, no listen... Fantastic! Different! I want to be a star, oh please! You've talked me into it. Contract! Just our standard contract, nothing fancy Fame! Fortune! Fans! Gold records! Concerts! World tours! Your name in lights! Take your time, read it all Oh, I give up. Can I trust you? Ok, I'll sign Write! Where's the ink? We always use blood, it's more permanent Oh, I don't know, can't we wait for Dad? Oh, sure, I'll be back next year. Come on, Wheeze! Next year?! Oh wait, wait, stop. I'll sign What about a band...? I know a drummer She can't be bothered kid, she's got an interview The interview circus is so absurd, and so silly How do you feel about your sudden success? Well, I feel like being a big star is really great, you know It's like, fabulous. Lonely, too, sometimes Oh, that's nice This is the biggest thing ever to hit rock! You're at the top now, sweetie Yeah, but where do I go from here? Don't worry, I want you, we have a bargain No, I didn't mean that, wait! I've been waiting, now it's my turn No According to our contract, at precisely midnight, at the moment of her greatest triumph, the party of the first part, that's you, agrees to render up her soul now and forever more to the party of the second part, that's me Shall we go?