| This is the Mona Lisa talking
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| Out on the street where love goes walking
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| Into the shadows that can’t hide you
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| Here is a voice that speaks inside you
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| Go home, pretty baby, go on home, pretty baby
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting for you
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| Anything that you want, anything that you do
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting alone for you
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| This is the Mona Lisa calling
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| Out of a patch of oil and water
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| Over the street lamps and the river
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| Out of a smile that lasts forever
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| Go home, pretty baby, go on home, pretty baby
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting for you
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| Anything that you want, anything that you do
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting alone for you
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| Oh I know you think you’re part of a tragic song
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| You can show reasons it’s over, but I know you’re wrong
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| These Renaissance girls know what they’re saying
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| There are whispers at night in the halls of paintings
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| You think you’re the first to come untethered
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| But we’ve been watching you forever
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| Go home, pretty baby, go on home, pretty baby
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting for you
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| Anything that you want, anything that you do
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting alone for you
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| You go home, pretty baby, go on home, pretty baby
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting for you
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| Anything that you want, anything that you do
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| You will go home to the one who is waiting alone for you
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| This is the Mona Lisa talking
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| This is the Mona Lisa talking |