Waiting For The Man lyrics
I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington,
125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my
man Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin'
our women around? Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind I'm
just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man Here
he comes, he's all dressed in black Beat up shoes and a big straw
hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is you
always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Up to a Brownstone, up three
flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares He's got the
works, gives you sweet taste Ah then you gotta split because you got no time
to waste I'm waiting for my man Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you
bawl and shout I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out I'm
feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just some
other time I'm waiting for my man
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