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Come on yall
Ooo sha sha
Sometimes I'm right
And I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in
Chorus:
I am everyday people.
There is a blue one who can't accept the green one
For living with the big one trying to be a skinny one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Ooo sha sha
We got to live together
Verse 1:
I'm no better and neither are you
We are the same whatever we do
You love me you hate me
You know me and then
You can't figure out the bag I'm in.
I am everyday people.
Chorus:
There is a long hair that doesn't like the short hair
For being such a rich one that will not help the poor one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Ooo sha sha
We got to live together.
There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one
That won't accept the red one that won't accept the white one
Different strokes for different folks
So on and so on and scooby dooby dooby
Ooo sha sha
Well I am everyday people
Hear me when I tell you now
I am everyday people
Yep oh yes I am yes I am yes I am
I am everyday people yea yea
Ooo sha sha
We got to live together.
I said we got to live together.
Well I am everyday people
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