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! There 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!)