Man, if you had a message for the kids today, what would you tell them, if you had the microphone?
Yeah, I'd say, well, somebody from somewhere.
Sweet Biloxi, New York City.
From that fine red wine off a vine to cheap brown whiskey.
Seattle coffee, Memphis blues, Chi-Town wind, Miami cruise.
There's a thousand stories between me and you.
Give me some love.
We're all somebody from somewhere.
Some mama, some daddy, some love in the air.
Some big, some little, some left, some middle, some white, yellow.
Black or red.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere.
We're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Hollywood, the New Orleans.
Filet mignon, the black-eyed peas.
And cornbread.
Damn.
I love that stuff.
We're all somebody from somewhere.
Some mama, some daddy, some love in the air.
Some big, some little, some left, some middle, some white, yellow, black, or red.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah.
We're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere.
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere
We're all somebody from somewhere
Some mama, some daddy, some love in the air
Some big, some little, some left, some middle
Some white, yellow, black, or red
We're all somebody from somewhere
Some mama, some daddy, some love in the air
Some big, some little, some left, some middle
Some white, yellow, black, or red
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere
Yeah, we're all somebody from somewhere
We're all somebody from somewhere
Yeah!
I want somebody from somewhere
Yeah, give me some love