Oh Moxxie / Helluva Boss Parodia / Italian Version [ HIGH-QUALITY × PLAYBOOK ]

"Millie," he squeaked, his voice cracking. "I can’t do it. The cadence is all wrong! How am I supposed to sing about a gruesome assassination when every word sounds like I’m ordering a three-course meal in Tuscany?"

He sang of sniper rifles and heartbreak, of poisons and pasta, his gestures becoming more operatic with every verse. Millie joined in, her harmony adding a violent edge to the beautiful melody. Even Loona looked up from her phone for a split second, unimpressed but not actively Hating it. OH MOXXIE / HELLUVA BOSS PARODIA / Italian Version

"Moxxie! My favorite little meatball!" Blitzø shouted, striking a pose. "The cameras are rolling, Loona is halfway through a bottle of Chianti, and the target is in position. It’s time for the big 'Parodia' number! Give me passion! Give me drama! Give me... whatever '🤌' means!" "Millie," he squeaked, his voice cracking

Moxxie paced the balcony of the I.M.P. headquarters, the red sky of Pride Ring casting long, jagged shadows over his trembling hands. In his grip was a crumpled script, translated entirely into Italian, titled L’Opera del Delitto . How am I supposed to sing about a