Come on yall
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Ooo sha sha
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Sometimes I'm right
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and I can be wrong
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My own beliefs are in my song
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The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
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makes no difference what group I'm in
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Chorus:
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I am everyday people.
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There is a blue one who can't accept the green one
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for living with the big 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-bee
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ooo sha sha
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We got to live together
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Verse 1:
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I'm 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
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you know me and then
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you can't figure out the bag I'm in.
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I am everyday people.
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Chorus:
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There is a long hair that 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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And different strokes for different folks
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And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
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ooo sha sha
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We got to live together.
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There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one
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that won't accept the red one that won't accept the white one
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different strokes for different folks
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so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby
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ooo sha sha
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Well I am everyday people
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Hear me when I tell you now
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I am everyday people
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yep oh yes I am yes I am yes I am
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I am everyday people yea yea
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Ooo sha sha
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We got to live together.
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I said we got to live together.
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Well I am everyday people
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Everyday People
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Nicole C. Mullen |