Well there's a little boy waiting at the counter of the corner shop 
	He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day, 
	They never ever see him from the top 
	He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground, 
	He gets to his feet and he says
 
	What about me? It isn't fair 
	I've had enough, now I want my share 
	Can't you see, I want to live 
	But you just take more than you give
 
	Well, there's a pretty girl serving at the counter of the corner shop 
	She's been waiting back there, waiting for a dream, 
	Her dreams walk in and out, they never 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 want my share 
	Can't you see, I want to live 
	But you just take more than you give