There's a little boy waitin' at the counter of the corner shop   He's been waitin' down there   Waiting half the day   We never ever see him from the top   He gets pushed around   Knocked to the ground   But he gets to his feet and he says...      What about me   It isn't fair   I've had enough now I wasnt my share   Can't you see   I wanna live   But you just take more then you give      There's a pretty girl standing at the counter of the corner shop      She's been waitin' back there   Waitin' for her dreams   Her dreams walk in and I begged 'em to stop   Well she's not too proud   To cry out loud   She runs to the street and she screams:      What about me   It isn't fair   I've had enough now I wasn't my share   Can't you see   I wanna live   But you just take more then you give      So take a step back and see the little people   They may be young   But they're the ones who make the big people big   So listen   As they whisper   What about me      Now I'm standing on the corner all the world's gone home   Nobody's changed   Nobody's been saved   And I'm feeling cold and alone   I guess I'm lucky   I smile a lot   But sometimes I wish for more   Then I go...      What about me   It isn't fair   I've had enough now I wasn't my share   Can't you see   I wanna live   But you just take more what about me   It isn't fair   I've had enough now I want my share   Can't you see   I wanna live   But you just take more   You just take more   You just take more then you give      What about me   What about me   What about me