My Welcome Mat

I've got friends that love the pope And friends that love their dope Guess we're all just trying to find a higher place I've got friends that fit the mold And friends that dance on poles In my living room, ain't no one out of place My welcome mat Don't care if you're white or black Don't care if you're thin or fat It ain't there to judge all that My heart is an open door Don't care if you're rich or poor Ain't the world just a big front porch Anyway? I've got friends that paid for fake ones And some happy with what God gave 'em They can all hang out in my house, any day I've got friends that love their babies And some still single in their 80's Yeah we're all a little crazy, but that's OK My welcome mat Don't care if you're white or black Don't care if you've got two dads It ain't there to judge all that My heart is an open door Don't care if you're rich or poor Ain't the world just a big front porch Anyway? We all laugh at different jokes And paint with different strokes But we all look the same from 10,000 feet above And we all need love We all need love So my welcome mat Don't care if you're white or black Blue, red, or Republi-crat It don't give a damn 'bout that My heart is an open door Don't care if you're rich or poor Ain't the world just a big front porch Anyway? From my welcome mat I've got friends that love the pope And friends that love their dope Guess we're all just trying to find a higher place