Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong
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My own beliefs are in my song
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The butcher, the thinker, the drummer and then
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Makes no difference what group I'm in
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I am everyday people, yeah
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There is a blue one, who can't accept the green one
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For living with a fat one, trying to be a skinny one
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And different strokes for different folks
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And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
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We got to live together
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I am no better and neither are you
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We are the same whatever we do
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You love me, you hate me you load me and then
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You can't figure out what bag I'm in
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I am everyday people, yeah
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There is a long hair, who doesn't like the short hair
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For being such a rich one, that will not help the poor one
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Different strokes for different folks
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And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
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We got to live together
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There is a yellow one, who doesn't like the black one
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Who won't accept the red one, who won't accept the white one
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Different strokes for different folks
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And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
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I am everyday people
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'Cause there is a blue one, who can't accept the green one
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For living with the fat one, trying to be a skinny one
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There is a long hair, who doesn't like the short hair
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For being such a rich one, that doesn't help the poor one
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I am everyday people
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'Cause there is a yellow one, who don't accept the black one
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Who won't accept the red one, who won't accept the white one
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I am everyday people
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Everyday People
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Diana Ross |