In 1950 when I was born
Papa couldn't afford to buy us much
He said be proud of what you are
There's something special 'bout people like us
People like us
Who will answer the telephone
People like us
Growing big as a house
People like us
Gonna make it because
We don't want freedom
We don't want justice
We just wa-a-a-ant someone to love
I was called upon in the 3rd grade class
Someone to love
Well now
What good is freedom?
God laughs at people like us
I see it coming
Like a light coming down from above
The clouds roll by and the moon comes up
Someone to love
Someone to love
Hey hey hey hey Someone to love