Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun reign down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe
Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown
He senses something, call it desperation
Another dollar, another day
And if she had the proper words to say,
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him
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