The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Live at Amway Center, Orlando, FL, 4/14/2017

She paints her fingers with a close precision
 He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
 And takes a moment to assess the sin she's paid for
 A lonely speaker in a conversation
 Her words are swimming through his ears again
 There's nothing wrong with just a taste
 Of what you paid for
 Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
 And let the sun rain down on me
 Give me a sign, I want to believe
 Whoa, Mona Lisa
 You're guaranteed to run this town
 Whoa, Mona Lisa
 I'd pay to see you frown
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 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
 
 
 Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
 And let the sun rain down on me
 Give me a sign, I want to believe
 Whoa, Mona Lisa
 You're guaranteed to run this town
 Whoa, Mona Lisa
 I'd pay to see you frown
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 Mona Lisa, wear me out
 I'm pleased to please ya
 Mona Lisa, wear me out
 Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
 And let the sun rain down on me
 Give me a sign, I want to believe
 Whoa, Mona Lisa
 You're guaranteed to run this town
 Whoa, Mona Lisa
 I'd pay to see you frown
 Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
 And let the sun rain down on me
 Give me a sign, I want to believe
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 There's nothing wrong with just a taste
 Of what you paid for