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 the rumors in Milano
But I tell her that I love her, Adore her, I need her, my Lisa She told me trust her, I want to, I wanna trust her
And I dont 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 any rumor 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