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Point of You?
By
Eric Charles
I ain't lonely
I ain't sad
I ain't worried
About bein' bad
But I think some things
Just ain't right
I don't wanna play games
I don't wanna fight
But there are people
Who don't agree
There are people
Don't feel like me
They get the warm nights
Sweet, sweaty sounds
And they've had it
All around
I ain't angry
I ain't mad
It's something different
And I got it bad
I suppose my attitude
Ain't always straight
I guess I view things
From a different point
But there are people
Don't think that way
High and mighty
Exclusively today
They're eatin' candy
Gettin' fat
They seem to be
Where it's at
Some people are rich
Some people are poor
But it ain't only money, honey
Calls the score
Somebody's got to be wrong
'Cuz something ain't right
Some people are black inside
But nobody's white
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