When sometimes I do art by myself, I go just around the border
And I look at all my crayons, what to use, and in my pad I draw a picture

Since my brush is gone, well my canvas is a mess
So I paint with fingertips, 'cos the bristles are amiss
When you come on over, start painting a picture of me
Why don't you come see my art gallery?
Gallery, gallery, gallery

Just a whiter shade of pale, for a masterpiece to sell just to get a good offer
I'm a hit all over town, made a picture of the sand and the massive water

Mixing colors everywhere, get the color of your hair and your new lippy
An' pretty soon I work for hire, painting portraits all the time, even for Charles Trippy*

Since I've been around, well I've been a big success
Sketchin' people's new tattoos, even people's silhouettes
So when you come on over, start painting a picture of me
Why don't you come see my art gallery?
Gallery, gallery, gallery

When sometimes I do art by myself, I go just outside the border
And I look at all my crayons, what to use, and in my pad I draw a picture

Since my palette's round, lotsa colors, take your pick
I have red and blue and this, rather awkward shade of pink
When you come on over, start painting a picture of me
Why don't you come see my art gallery?
Gallery, gallery, gallery