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Sometimes I'm right, I can be wrong. My own beliefs are in my song. A butcher, a banker, a 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 black one trying to be a skinny one Different strokes, for different folks! And so on, and so on, and scooby-dooby-doo. (oooh, sha sha!) We've 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 that will not help the poor one. Different strokes, for different folks! And so on, and so on, and scooby-dooby-doo. (oooh, sha sha!) We got to live together! Letras de cancionesThere is a yellow one who won't accept the black one who won't accept the red one who won't accept the white one. Different strokes, for different folks! And so on, and so on, and scooby-dooby-doo. (oooh, sha sha!) I am everyday people! From Letras Mania