Текст песни Joan Jett And The Blackhearts - Everyday People
Joan Jett And The Blackhearts - Everyday People слова песни
(Stewart)Sometimes I`m right then I can be wrongMy own beliefs are in my songsA butcher, a banker, a drummer and thenMakes no difference what group I`m inI am everyday peopleThen it`s the blue ones who can`t acceptThe green ones for living withThe black ones tryin` to be a skinny oneDifferent strokes for different folksAnd so on and so on and scooby dooby doobyOoh sha shaWe gotta live togetherI am no better and neither are youWe`re all the same whatever we doYou love me you hate meYou know me and thenStill can`t figure out the scene I`m inI am everyday peopleThen it`s the new manThat doesn`t like the short manFor being such a rich oneThat will not help the poor oneDifferent strokes for different folksAnd so on and so on scooby dooby doobyOoh sha shaWe got to live togetherThere is a yellow one that won`t Accept the black oneThat won`t accept the red oneThat won`t accept the white oneDifferent strokes for different folksAnd so on and so on andScooby dooby doobyOoh sha shaI am everyday people