What's in it for me? You don't get nothing for free. You stand and shake your tin, It gets under my skin. I might see what i can do In another year or two. Let me see: what's in it for me? 'cos you don't - don't get nothing free. Can you stop? you keep after me But i'm not - not a charity Now you're back again Just like a long-lost friend With your sorry tale of woe But no-one wants to know. Just give us a rest! You're making me depressed. Gotta run, i'm a busy man And i've done everything i can But you keep stickin' out your hand Pardon me, you're in disneyland And i know you'll think it's strange, You, i know you'll think it's strange But i don't have any change. So no change. I'll tell you for free: Don't waste your breath on me. I've heard it all before. Philanthropy's a bore! Charity! What's in it for me?