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 (Chorus:) 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 (Chorus) 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 Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com