Tekstovi: Nicole C. Mullen. Everyday People.

Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my songs
The butcher, the banker, a drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in
I am everyday people

Yeah,Yeah Listen

There is a blue one who can't accept
The green one for living with
the big one tryin' to be a skinny one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby

Ooh sha sha
We gotta live together

I am no better and neither are you
We're all 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

Yall hear me when Im singing

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
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on scooby dooby dooby

Ooh sha sha
See 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
And so on and so on and
Scooby dooby dooby
Ooh sha sha
Well, I am everyday people

I am everday people (repeat twice)

Ooh Sha Sha
See we got to live together

Ooh Sha Sha
I said we got to live to together

I am everyday people