Let me tell you about my girlfriend
My girlfriend mona lisa
She let somebody take a picture
So she could be a fashionista

She says she wanna be a model
But what she wanna be a model for?
She told me that she wanna travel
Walk the Room at the Milano

But I tell her that I love her, adore her
I need her, my Lisa
She told me trust her, I won't, I wanna trust her

And I don't why it hurts me, hurts me, hurts me
I get jealous when she working working working
All the fellas they be looking looking looking
They lookin 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 livin' the good livin'

She wanna be a model
And travel, and walk any rumor in milano
She say I'm jealous, I know I'm jealous
Because I want her only for me and not the fellas

And it hurts me, hurts me, hurts me
All the time she be working working working
Them boys be flirtin' flirtin'
Flirtin' 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
Smile for me Mona Lisa, Lisa