Here I am in the City of Lights, bien!
To go to the Louvre I have got a big yen.
I want a wow; it’s for her I yearn;
I approach now, to where they must use mob control;
for the guards, that is their role.
I’m set to see the most amazing thing,
here in what was the palace of the king.

Mona Lisa, here I go again.
I spy what ain’t really a moue.
Mona Lisa, you will show again
smile, smile—still the elliptic you.

Guards will make me departed
so soon after I’ve started
eye, eyeing work of Leonardo.
Mona Lisa, they will make me go,
Spying parade’s pace ain’t slow.

I get angry and sad ’bout what I’ll have to do:
Scoot along with this segment of the viewing crew.
Can’t get enough I always want more;
I can’t appreciate you in the gawking throng.
Soon I’ll have to get along.
Can’t spend much time with this amazing thing,
here in what was the palace of the king.

Mona Lisa, out I go again—
bye-bye, how I’m gonna miss you.
Mona Lisa, I will show again
more times, ’cause I can’t resist you.

Guards who’ll make me departed…
don’t even get me started!
Why, why do they so fast make me go?
Mona Lisa, I just cannot stay.
“Bye” guys soon are gonna sever
me from Lisa; they’ll send me away.
Cry-cry will I when untethered.

Mona Lisa, I yield to my yen:
crime time, ’cause I can’t resist you.
Mona Lisa, it is my intent:
Fly “bye!”after I pilfer you.

But I only get started
stealing art, when I’m carted
miles, miles off to jail, then to the show:
the curia, where the judge don’t go
trial-mild—I’m in extremely hot eau.