Well, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile
Is it only cause you're lonely they have blamed you
For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?
Well, is your smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there, and they die there
Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?
In a villa, in a little old Italian town
Lives a girl whose beauty shames the rose
Many yearn to love her but their hopes are tumble down
What does she want I guess nobody knows
Is your smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art?
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