Little Jimmy just bought high-top sneakers. He wants to fly high like his heroes can. He's got a smile like Michael Jordan. In the school yard Jimmy he's the man. I'm sitting here watching his heart beating. He's ten feet tall all five foot four of him. Come six o'clock working out his foul shots. The ball ain't falling Momma's calling. She smiles and says. Chorus:. You and me we're ordinary people. Living in our ordinary lives. We can be ordinary people. But these are extraordinary times. She lives alone got four kids through high school. She cleans houses and takes in wash at night. You'd never know what she don't have much. Because she's rich with the things money can't buy. She don't need clothes. She don't want diamonds. Don't got a brand new car to drive in. What she got is love and that's a lot. At least it's a good start. Chorus:. You and me we're ordinary people. Living in our ordinary lives. We can be ordinary people. But these are extraordinary times. Everybody wants to be somebody. Everybody wants to be someone. We only want to watch the game on Sunday. Sit back and catch a little buzz. Ain't nobody wants to be nobody. Everybody wants a little love. Everybody wants to be the hero. Ride into the setting sun. Chorus:. You and me we're ordinary people. Living in our ordinary lives. We can be ordinary people. But these are extraordinary times. I got dreams like ordinary people. I can see it when I close my eyes at night. Can't you see we're ordinary people