I'm Waiting For The Man
I'm waiting for my manTwenty-six dollars in my handUp to Lexington, 125Feel sick and dirty, more dead than aliveI'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 mindI'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mineI'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in blackPR shoes and a big straw hatHe's never early, he's always lateFirst thing you learn is you always gotta waitI'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairsEverybody's pinned you, but nobody caresHe's got the works, gives you sweet tasteAh then you gotta split because you got no time to wasteI'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shoutI'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on outI'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fineUntil tomorrow, but that's just some other timeI'm waiting for my man