Diff'rent Strokes (Opening)

Now, the world don't move to the beat of just one drum
What might be right for you, may not be right for some
A man is born, he's a man of means
Then along come two, they got nothing but their jeans
But they got diff'rent strokes
It takes diff'rent strokes
It takes diff'rent strokes to move the world
Everybody's got a special kind of story
Everybody finds a way to shine
It don't matter that you got not a lot
So what?
They'll have theirs, and you'll have yours, and I'll have mine
And together we'll be fine
Because it takes diff'rent strokes to move the world
Yes, it does
It takes diff'rent strokes to move the world