Cher

I met a woman in San Francisco

Who was lying in the street

I walked on past her in a hurry

I didn't want her at my feet

Am I just numb or overloaded

Or have I lost all sense of worth

This lady beggin' for survival

Doomed by a twist of fate from Earth

I met this woman in San Francisco

She only had one shoe

Have we all gone crazy

How can this happen

Is there nothin' we can do

I don't believe that for a fuckin' minute

No system's coming to her rescue

While she lay crying, I felt helpless

Where are these cracks that she fell through

The times we live in have less value

Than Bob Dole's useless arm

There are no fires burning brightly

What's even worse, there's no alarm

I met this lady in San Francisco

She was dying at my feet

People passed her like she was nothing

Less than garbage in the street

The times we live in must have value

We can't all turn away

'Cause that woman who had nothing

Might be me or you some day

Some day, some day