Lyrics
Mona Lisa in a Comic Book
He's a square peg, in a round hole
but no one would ever know
jams his long legs in the economy row
but you'll never hear him complain
he's a Jaguar in a Chevrolet
he's a jet plane in a double prop
he's a thousand thread count burlap bag
she's the ocean in a paper cup
He's a gold mine in a junkyard
so nobody digs him
she's an elevator on a slippery slope
but nobody's taking a ride
She's the heir to the throne on a Greyhound bus
he's the president of his own four walls
he's a masterwork in a paperback
she's Mona Lisa in a comic book
Chip away, make it fit, hit it a little bit harder
make it fit, chip away, until there's nothing left
pay your respects to the man inside the bottle
he's doing the best that you'll let him
He's a bright light, in a dark room
so nobody turns him on
she's a slow fuse, in a tinder box
but nobody's found a match
he's a big fish in a small pond
has a high IQ and a magic wand
he's a ticket to ride on a slow boat to China
so she doesn't know he's alive
he's an atom bomb in your crackerjacks
she's a waterfall at last call
you can try to give him sugar but he'll send it back
she's a daisy in a parking lot
she's a daisy in a parking lot
Mona Lisa in a comic book