Writer(s): B. Bottrell, Michael Jackson
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
But, if you're thinkin' about my baby
It don't matter if you're black or white
Ow They print my message in the Saturday Sun
I had to tell them I ain't second to none
And I told about equality and it's true
either you're wrong or you're right
Hee ah But if you're thinkin' 'bout my baby
It don't matter if you're black or white
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 goin' 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
If you're thinkin' 'bout my baby
it don't matter if you're black or white
I said if you're thinkin' 'bout my baby
it don't matter if you're black or white
I said if you're thinkin' of being my brother
it don't matter if you're black or white
Alright Sha'mon
