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