Smile Mona Lisa

Let me tell you about my girlfriend, 
My girlfriend Mona Lisa. 
She let somebody take a picture, 
So she can be a fashionista. 

She said she wanna be a model. 
But what she wanna be a model for? 
She told me that she want to travel, 
Walk [bad word] in Milano. 

But I tell her that I love her, 
Adore her, I need her, my Lisa. 
She told me [bad word] her, 
I want to, I wanna [bad word] her. 

And I don't know why it hurts me, it hurts me, it hurts me. 
I get jelous when she working, working, working. 
All the fellas they be looking, looking, looking, 
They’re looking at my Lisa, Lisa, Lisa. 

Let me tell you about my baby, 
My baby Mona Lisa. 
She told me that I’m acting crazy, 
She said I need to free her. 

She said she feel like she imprisoned, 
But why she’d feel like she’s in prison? 
We’re always going to the ocean side 
And on a mountain top, we’d be living a good living. 

She wanna be a model and travel 
And walk [bad word] in Milano. 
She says I’m jealous, I know I’m jealous, 
Because I want her only for me 
And I fear to lose. 

And it hurts me, hurts me, hurts me, 
All the time she be working, working, working, 
And boys be flirting, flirting, flirting, 
Flirting with my Lisa, Lisa, Lisa. 

Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa. 
Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa. 
Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa. 
Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa.