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Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
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Bottrell Bill
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Tim Pierce
Tim Pierce
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Terry Jackson
Terry Jackson
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Brad Buxer
Brad Buxer
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Bryan Loren
Bryan Loren
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John Barnes
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Jason Martz
Jason Martz
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Michael Boddicker
Michael Boddicker
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Kevin Gilbert
Kevin Gilbert
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Slash
Slash
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Andres McKenzie
Andres McKenzie
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Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
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Bottrell Bill
Bottrell Bill
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Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
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Bottrell Bill
Bottrell Bill
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Kevin Gilbert
Kevin Gilbert
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Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
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Dave Way
Dave Way
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Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
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Richard Cottrell
Richard Cottrell
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Matt Forger
Matt Forger
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Aaow! Aaow! I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy, is that girl with you? Yes, we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight Hee! But, if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white Ooh! They print my message in the Saturday sun I had to tell 'em I ain't second to none And I told 'em about equality And it's true, either you're wrong or you're right Hoo! But, if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white Hoo! Gone witcha girl! Hee-hee! I am tired of this devil I am tired of this stuff I am tired of this business So when the going gets rough I ain't scared of your brother I ain't scared of no sheets I ain't scared of nobody Girl, when the going gets mean Protection for gangs, clubs and nations Causing grief in human relations It's a turf war on a global scale I'd rather hear both sides of the tale See, it's not about races Just places, faces Where your blood comes from is where your space is I've seen the bright get duller I'm not going to spend my life being a color Don't tell me you agree with me When I saw you kicking dirt in my eye Hee-hee! But, if you're thinking about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said if you're thinking of being my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said if you're thinking of being my brother It don't matter if you're black or white Alright, alright Ah, dah, ah (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Dah, ah, dah, alright Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, now Alright, alright (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Shamone, don't Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah now Alright (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) It's black, it's white It's tough for you to get by (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) It's black, it's white, hoo! (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) It's black, it's white It's tough for you to get by (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) It's black, it's white, hoo! (Shamone, dah)
Writer(s): Michael Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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