Well, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you,
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile,
Is it only 'cause your 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?

Well. in a villa, in a little old Italian town,
Lives a girl who's beauty shames the rose
Many yearn to love her but their hopes all 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?