EVERYDAY PEOPLE

Sometimes I'm right and I can't be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The preacher, the banker, the drummer and then Makes no difference what group I'm in I am everyday people, yeah, yeah There is a blue one Who can't accept the green one For living with the fat one Who's trying to be a skinny one Different strokes, for different folks And so on, and so on And skooby-dooby-do on Ooh, sha, sha (Ooh, sha, sha) We got to live together I am 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 yeah, yeah There is a long hair Who doesn't like the short hair For being such a rich one Who will not help the poor one Different strokes, for different folks And so on, and so on And skooby-dooby-do on Ooh, sha, sha (Ooh, 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 And so on, and so on And skooby-dooby-do on Ooh, sha, sha (Ooh, sha, sha) I am everyday people