Come on yall Ooo sha sha Sometimes I'm right And I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then Makes no difference what group I'm in Chorus: I am everyday people. There is a blue one who can't accept the green one For living with the big one trying to be a skinny one And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee Ooo sha sha We got to live together Verse 1: I'm 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. Chorus: There is a long hair that doesn't like the short hair For being such a rich one that will not help the poor one And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee Ooo 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 So on and so on and scooby dooby dooby Ooo sha sha Well I am everyday people Hear me when I tell you now I am everyday people Yep oh yes I am yes I am yes I am I am everyday people yea yea Ooo sha sha We got to live together. I said we got to live together. Well I am everyday people