I'm a collector of masterpieces 

Totally into original things 

And I've got priceless art hangin' on my walls 

And I love the noise that creative brings 

Ain't got a vault or security 

It's not a velvet rope kind of gallery 

It's just 



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Sunshine smilin' on plain white paper 

Cardboard cutouts with angel wings 

Rainbow drawings by tiny fingers 

And a big ol' castle out of popsicle sticks 

But my favorite piece ain't got a frame 

It's on the 'fridgerator door with the misspelled name 

With a cat and the dog and Janie and her sister 

There I am in the middle of (the) real big picture 



Used to be the paper, now it's paper dolls 

I'm dodgin' crayolas on the kitchen floor 

And sometimes I rush to work for peace and quiet 

But I miss it all once I'm out the door 

And when the world gets crazy and cold 

Lucky me, I get to come home to that 



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Yeah, you know my favorite piece ain't got a frame 

It's on the 'fridgerator door with the misspelled name 

With a cat and the dog and Janie and her sister 

There I am in the middle of the real big picture 

The real big picture 

There I am in the middle of the real big picture, yeah 

The sunshine is smilin' 

The real big picture