One world
Yeah, yeah, one world
When I walk on th
Whoa, it's our world
Whoa, it's our world
Yeah, yeah I see faces I know and they give me a sign
Music comes a'ringin' out of every door
We got something between us and it feels all right
Micky and Margaret make the clothes that we wear
I see Chrissy the clipper, she colors my hair And there's Gene who runs the club where we dance all night
'Cause down here on the street we got it under control
When you live in our world everything's all right
Politicians and dictators and the guys with the dough
They think they run the world but they just don't know
From Berlin to San Francisco, from New York to Tokyo.
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