In a villa in a little old Italian town 
lives a girl whose beauty shames the rose.  
Many yearn to love her but their hopes all tumble down
What does she want?    No  one  knows!

Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you.
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile.
Is it only 'cause you're lonely__ they have blamed you
for that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?

Do you 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?

Circa 1949
Words and Music by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans
Copyright ©Famous Music Corporation